It’s been a while, probably six weeks or so if I have sat down to write anything. My husband and I got a major dose of life and I didn’t feel like writing about trivial things like our garden or flowers or our chickens. I certainly didn’t feel like writing about our house and the lack of progress we have made on our renovation.
About six weeks ago we began our first cycle of IVF and last week we found out there will need to be a second round. It did not work like we had hoped and prayed it would. Everything looked so good–there was not any reason why it shouldn’t work–but it didn’t and we are back in the waiting game to try again.
I don’t know how I came up with this but it was my goal to be pregnant before I turned 30. We found out I wasn’t 3 days before my 30th birthday. While I was gearing up for a major pity party, my husband was busy trying to convince me to celebrate instead and planned a sweet little party with all my friends and family. It helped pull me out of the funk I was content being in.
We are definitely going to try again and I am going to try and be as optimistic this second time around as I was the first. Unfortunately, while I was undergoing a lot of the medications I was too sick to take proper care of a lot of my flowers–poor things just dried up in the sun. So now I am just focusing on planning for next year and getting excited about all my prospective flowers and enjoying the few blooms that did make it this year.
While all of this was going on I completely missed the beautiful surprise my orchid had in store for me. I continued watering what I thought were just two waxy leaves and a broken stem (my dog is the Great Destroyer of Plants) but completely failed to notice until yesterday a second shoot had grown with 5 beautiful magenta blooms. We have 5 frozen embryos waiting on us so I can’t help but feel like this is a good sign of things to come.