And yet I am.
If not for my infertility I wouldn’t be the mother I am today and the mother I desire to be tomorrow.If not for my infertility I wouldn’t have met, befriended, cried with (and for) the incredible women who are a part of this sisterhood—the infertile ones. Some have crossed the finish line, some gave up, and some are still trudging along with their eyes ahead and their arms empty.
There are in fact many roads to motherhood.
My path may have seemed to be the least desirable.
The streets are wet with tears and cracked by many a broken heart.
But it was worth it all, this road to motherhood that infertility built.
And I will be forever grateful to have traveled it.