It’s been taking me a while to get back to my happy, normal self. I am, for the most part, happy again, although I do think I need to change what I consider my “normal” as I don’t think that will ever be the same…I always think about my BOB and tomorrow will probably be a not so happy day as it will be one month to the day that he was taken from me in a tiny room of a surgical center. I want to keep the good memories alive with him so that will push me on to fight for this again. I have the strength to do that and I can’t wait for Tuesday’s review appointment to see what the next cycle will bring.
But this post isn’t about IVF…rather, it’s about a lovely phone call that brought an unexpected bout of happiness to me. Yesterday, my brother called me as I was driving home from the rental car place (finally getting my car fixed!). He had asked me if I was interested in becoming a Godmother. Heck yeah I was interested! I love this little boy very much and I am not a Godmother to any child yet…this is my first and what a great one to start on. There were two dates in mind, one in August and one in September and he had asked my opinion on when…I prefer August as I do not know what September will bring yet (IVF-wise) but either case I will try my damnedest to make it work.
What a lovely thing. A new experience for me and hopefully I can live up to the Godmotherly duties with little Ben. ❤