Bea, you need some rest.
Tell me a story to help me sleep?
A story? Well, alright then.
Once upon a time, there was a girl called Bea. She had met and married the man of her dreams, but they couldn't make a baby together.
That's so sad.
It is sad.
What did they do?
What didn't they do? In the end, after they'd talked and talked, they decided to go to a doctor. The doctor said he could make them a baby, one way or another.
And did he?
Well, it was hard. Months went by. First, Bea got sick, then she ovulated irregularly, and when she did, the little embryo failed to implant. Even Mr Bea started to wonder if it was ever going to happen. He started to seem scared, and that made Bea scared, too.
So then what happened?
They kept trying, of course. And one day, just as they thought all hope was lost, what do you know? They fell pregnant. And do you know what happened then?
No, what?
They had a baby, and lived happily ever after. But that's a story for another time.
Goodnight, Bea.
Thanks. Night night.
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Phew. Well, I'm feeling better now. I wouldn't say good, but... well.
One of the things I feel better about is the whole friends/social/worn out thing. Listening to what's been said out there on the subject, (Nobs, Meg, Vee, Richard...) has helped enormously, and for that I thank you all.
I have a couple of good friends. I think I've been underestimating them.
And feeling tired? Well - maybe our fertility specialist can tell us a good bedtime story on Monday.
Bea
Actually, just everyone who commented here said stuff which meant a lot to me. And StellaNova also had a great post which made me think about relationships and all that.
That's why we hang out in blogland, so we can give each other strength and remind each other that we are not alone. And all these fears and feelings are real.
I hope your fertility specialist's story ends with "lives happily ever after."
Good to hear you are feeling better.
Sweet dreams, Bea.
Oh, Amen to that story. Amen with all my heart.
-D.
I can't wait to hear the REAL version of that story. The one where we get to know the happy ever after ending and we all sit tucked up in our warm and comfy beds.
One day, it will be true and one day you will tell it and one day you will be glad you kept trying.
I hope Monday brings good news.
Bea, why do I always leave your blog crying?
And then..
Well... then I don't know how to say thank you.
x
I, too, would love to hear the real version of that story sometime soon. Good luck!
Wishing you that happily ever after ending
They kept trying, of course. And one day, just as they thought all hope was lost, what do you know? They fell pregnant. And do you know what happened then?
No, what?
They had a baby, and lived happily ever after. But that's a story for another time.
That time will come very soon Bea. It will come for you, me & the other long term TTCers.
I know it's cliché, but we should NEVER give up on our dream.
Thinking of you.
Jules xoxoxo
Jules! Wondered what you'd been up to lately.
Bea
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