Back when A and I were in the deepest trenches of our IF struggle, visiting the RE several times a week, mixing injections, and so forth, I was never able to picture us with children in the future. Four years of trials and tribulations (and while I know that many others have struggled for far longer and perhaps are still struggling), it was time that seemed to go on forever with no end in sight. For me, the cup was always empty and what hope was there that it would ever get filled?
But then, somehow we got a "golden ticket" and she's now 19 months old. It has been the most incredible time of my life. I said it once before, and I'll say it again now...each day, there are images burned into my memory of days I never dreamed I'd have.
Today was one of those days. We took her to meet her tia's horse and have her first horseback ride...the smile on her face while riding? Well, let's just say it made me realize how very much I enjoy watching her see, learn, and experience new things. It's just an incredible feeling, and one I can't really put into words. Today's "first"--I'll remember and treasure it always. Burned into memory indeed. Nowadays my cup is always full, always running over. Six years after we first started TTC, I've got more than I ever dreamed possible. Someone pinch me.