I’ve never been hesitant to share the fact that we struggled to find S. She was elusive, hidden amongst ultrasounds and hormone therapies, following a journey riddled with surgeries and sample collections. She was our sugar plum fairy, dancing at the edge of our dreams.
However I have never shared the depths of this struggle. I have never shared the stress and invasiveness of IF. Never mentioned the craziness of scheduling IUIs when also seeing appts. Beyond our very close family, I’ve really just let it be. And I’m not sure if that is right.
You see, I know so very many people who have struggled. Many who I suspect, some who have come out and said so. And because of my Hubs and my own career, we have so many ties that perhaps would at least provide a lifeline for others. Because I can’t stress how much this journey has hurt. I can’t stress how much we had and have struggled.
So I don’t know… Should I? Link this blog for all to see? Because what if it helps?
Because what if S is one day in the trenches too?