So, this morning we went to the fancy new branch of our insurance provider and saw a really nice -ologist who gave us some news we didn’t want to hear.

Through the years – we’d been lead to believe that having a baby was not going to be that big of a deal, but as it turns out – that was a lie. One where the odds are not ever in our favor (shout out Hunger Games!). I’m not making light of this situation because I think it’s funny – I’m a minimizer and humor is how I cope, so bear with me.

I don’t really know how to reconcile what I feel with the reality of the situation because I never really believed that it would come to this. We have one more hurdle to clear before a final no or a wishy-washy maybe is given to us but it’s not looking strong.

Yes, I know that there are other ways to be a parent. Trust me – I. Know. But those are avenues we probably won’t pursue for a myriad of reasons I’m not prepared to justify. At the end of the day our lives have no shortage of children and I love my husband past the moon and stars and I know we’ll be okay no matter what.

Thank you for your kinds words, thoughts, wishes, prayers – I haven’t figured out a way to really engage via comments with my current content management system but I saw everything you said and we appreciate it.