What a difference a year makes!
A year ago today, Greg and I sat in our Reproductive Endocrinologist’s office, awaiting our fourth FET (frozen embryo transfer). To say I was anxious, is an understatement. With every ounce of our beings we wanted this to work. We wanted to be pregnant. This microscopic embryo was already so loved.
August 19th is also, a Day of Hope, which was founded in 2008 as a day to remember infants and children gone too soon.
For me, it is a day to remember my lost little babies that I love and think about constantly. It is also a day that I held onto hope, hope that would lead me to my rainbow baby. I never gave up on hope, even after loss, after loss, after loss. Sometimes, hope is all we have.
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