A few days ago I hit a different kind of anniversary. One year TTC. To be honest, things did not turn out they way I had expected them to. I had hoped to be pregnant joyously awaiting a new addition to our family (which has of late started to shrink considerably). But life had other plans for us. It had plans to fill us with much hope, a pregnancy and then take everything away before anything could even develop. Life had plans to make trying to have a baby very very difficult for us and eventually almost impossible without the use of science and doctors. If this is a lesson in anything, I’d say it’s that life doesn’t always work out the way you had planned. I think these days I’ve had much time to think about this and have come to terms with what had been for so long my biggest fear: that I would not be able to have children of my own. This Christmas I sit in a warm house with a beautiful tree bursting with presents and in the kitchen sweets and food aplenty. I think that some children will never have this kind of Christmas. I hope that by this time next year the prince and I can make a Christmas like this a reality for one or more children. While I feel sad that trying to have my own children would be a very difficult endeavor, I feel so full of joy and hope that I could possibly in the not too distant future be blessed with children to love who I may not have birthed myself but who I would love no less than had I did.
Thank you for following my journey this past year. Thank you for your comments, likes and all the support. I am happy to have had a place in which to share our rather tumultuous journey. I wish you and yours a very Merry Christmas and may you get everything you wish for and more.