The hub’s cell went off at dinner. A big no-no. I grabbed it for him to see a picture message. It was beautiful. My husband’s coworker gave birth to a set of adorable twins via c-section tonight.
While I want to cry, I couldn’t be happier for her and her husband, not because it’s what I’m supposed to say as someone trying not to be bitter while facing infertility, but because I know she and her husband are almost identical in their journey with IVF.
She has one son previously from her first IVF cycle and conceived the twins on a FET cycle.
They suffer from the same type of MFI as we do, before her first cycle she also suffered a massive cyst that set her back, and she’s also suffered a loss.
I am happy for her, knowing how hard it has been for her and her husband and that they have triumphed and added two little miracles to their growing family. I’m blessed to know that ,whatever higher power you believe in has, inserted her at this moment in my life. She has been there for my husband every time something has gone awry and even better, warns him of what’s ahead. She cracks me up when he comes home and says, “So, uh, She said I have to be nice to you when you start your injections”.
I can only hope someday I can share a picture like that with her.
Or 2….
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