We got an appointment with the Miracle Fund on Wednesday- it was a meeting to go over all the paperwork and fill out our application. Mark and I had to take separate cars and we got so lost. Not only were there no places to park, but once inside the hospital I couldn't find my way around. Of course Mark and I got separated and I had no way of getting in touch with him. I saw it as a sign- this was never going to happen. After being 30 minutes late, very close to tears and probably swearing under my breath; I walked down a hallway and this nice lady was coming the other way. I told her I was so lost and needed to find Esther- she smiled and said she was Esther. My sign started to fade... still frazzled and unable to reach Mark I had no idea how he could find his way here. A few minutes later in he walks.....okay, so the sign broke into pieces.
We had such a nice talk with Esther and all the fears and doubts I had prior to the meeting just washed away. Luckily I had read some other families blogs off the Internet that had gone through the Miracle Fund, so I kind of knew what to expect- knew all the steps we had to take in order to just turn in the application.
I feel like Mark and I are doing everything we can to have a baby. If this doesn't work, if we don't get accepted....it will be hard, but I can accept that. It just isn't meant to be. There is something else- adoption or maybe by some miracle we will get pregnant on our own.
We had such a nice talk with Esther and all the fears and doubts I had prior to the meeting just washed away. Luckily I had read some other families blogs off the Internet that had gone through the Miracle Fund, so I kind of knew what to expect- knew all the steps we had to take in order to just turn in the application.
I feel like Mark and I are doing everything we can to have a baby. If this doesn't work, if we don't get accepted....it will be hard, but I can accept that. It just isn't meant to be. There is something else- adoption or maybe by some miracle we will get pregnant on our own.
Abbey it is Lisa Decker Gomes. I think you are fabulous. My friend was 39 when she started taking hormones, she shot them in her leg twice a day. She got pregnant and has a almost 2 year old. She was part of a 20% that gets pregnant the first time. Remember too, that adoption is an option and lets you be a parent as well. My sister adopted a girl from Africa, and is adopting another one from Ethiopia soon. There are always ways! Keep your chin up!
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