We try, we try, we try.
As I sat in the hospital this morning, waiting to get yet another test done, I saw two things that brought me close to tears. What an amazing thing life is. That may seem like such an obvious statement, but I don't think I really realized until I became pregnant with Ava, and now it is all too clear as we try, and try, and try, to give our sweet girl a brother or sister. As I took my seat in the waiting room this morning, sitting across from me was a very young girl and her very young boyfriend who were very, very pregnant. As I watched her take deep breath after deep breath, and watched him checking his phone, now clearly timing contractions, my first internal response was jealousy. I could only assume that they had not planned this pregnancy and that they could not possibly be prepared to raise a child. Jealousy. What an ugly thing. I have a PERFECT little girl who has brought us only joy, and when I saw another life close to being brought into this world, my first feeling was ...