James and I had a consultation with our fertility doctor late yesterday afternoon, after which I realized that we have developed a newfound tradition of forgetting about our to-do list and focusing on “us” post-appointment.
Instead of running home to get back to work, one of us always suggests we head out and grab a late lunch together, which inevitably turns into drinks, which inevitably turns into eating leftovers from lunch out of styrofoam containers in our pajamas on the couch while watching our favorite shows. And, I for one, think that is a good thing. A really, really good thing.
This journey isn’t an easy one. There are times I feel lost, and I’m sure there are times James feels lost. But the important thing is that amongst all of that – we find each other. Always. And while I am always anxious going into our appointments, I always look forward to the time afterward… just being with James, dreaming about the future, and sometimes doing our best to forget about the current state of things. And that’s okay. Because as long as I am with him I am where I am meant to be. As long as we are going through this together, I am happy.
And so… while this journey is not an easy one, or something either of us ever imagined being in the middle of… it continues to teach both of us more about ourselves, and each other. And somehow through all of it… with each test, needle prick, appointment on the calendar, and consultation with our doctor… we are brought closer together. Because no matter what, we are in this together. Always. Making lemonade (with a splash of vodka) out of lemons… 😉