Have yourself a merry little Christmas
Three years ago at Christmas, Paul and I were excitedly preparing for our first IVF.
Two years ago, burned out from a year of disappointments, I couldn't face even the thought of trying to conceive.
One year ago, we celebrated Charlie's first Christmas. We tried very hard to get into the spirit of things; on Charlie's behalf I made an ornament for the tree in the NICU, as did the nurses. We were shaken by how close we'd come to losing him, and our Christmas wish was ultimately a simple one: please let us take our baby home.
This year everything is different. Everything is better. And that's due in no small part to all of you, who've seen us through so much with support, encouragement, and kindness. In your honor — Name: Ms. My Friends Inside the Computer — I've made donations to Resolve and the March of Dimes.
Merry Christmas. Happy Hanukkah. May your home be full of warmth, laughter, and light — if not this year, then soon. May you take your babies home. If not this year, then soon.