I've been undergoing fertility treatment for secondary infertility. We need to decide whether or not to go forward with treatment cycle by cycle. It's coming time to decide again, and, because the medication for the treatment makes me a crazy hormonal mess, everything in me just wanted to stop. Last night, I tucked my 5 year old in as usual and told him goodnight. Now, J is a super sweet kid, but the words that came out of his mouth still devastated me, in the best way..."Mommy, I sure am glad I got to come into the world to be with you." My 5 year old changed my mind. We'll go for it again, hands and hearts open to whatever God has in store for us.
Here is my latest commission completed. Message me if you'd like one for yourself.