Time goes by in the blink of an eye. With infertility, time crawls in the moment but looking back time passes so quickly and you can’t believe how much has gone by.
Blink. An hour gone. Blink. A day gone. Blink, a week, a month, a year.
Blink. Two of my birthday passed by since we started trying to conceive. Three of J’s.
Blink. Multiple family gatherings, the birth of other people’s children, the death of loved ones.
Blink. 28 cycles, and 28 failures. 3 IUIs, one round of IVF, 0 transfers. 0 pregnancies.
Blink. 2 and a half years of my life gone in the blink of an eye. And what do I have to show for all my efforts besides a depleted bank account, and a weary soul?
The only thing keeping me moving forward is the hope that the next time I blink, when I open my eyes I’ll have another set looking back at me. The eyes of J and I, intertwined. And I’ll never want to close my eyes again.