My daughter underwent invitro-fertilization (IVF) yesterday. This whole process began a year and a half ago. First with a pregnancy, then a miscarriage. Several inseminations and a second protocol of IVF.
As the mother of a child who wants a baby this has been a journey of a lot of science and technology, emotional ups and downs, and hope.
She is tired now. Exhausted. I am, too. I hesitate about what I discuss with her at this delicate juncture. She knows this is also hard on me but I don't discuss it much with her. The focus is on her. My emotions are dealt with by wonderful friends who listen. And listen.
Rain taps against the metal of this building. It is a cleansing rain. It washes away several beautiful snowstorms. It also washes away ice melt salt that covers everything in northern New England.
I wish it would wash away my tears.
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