How did it get to be a year ago?!

Calm yourselves, ladies. We aren’t up the duff for the second time already – BB is modelling one of the 20+ pee sticks that we used and fretted over this time last year.

Yeah, exactly one year ago we were totally in denial that BB had been conceived, and promptly had a huge pee stick fit, accompanied as ever by you lovely IVPers, who were far more able to see the second line than we were, and you told us so.

So how did it get to be a fucking year? I have no idea. This time last year we were freaking out every time vee went to the loo, hissing; “IS THERE BLOOD?” “NO BLOOD!”, and right now we have  a 15 week old baby who alternates between grinning beatifically and wailing pitifully when he remembers that he’s currently under the weather with a cough and cold, bless him.

So yeah, a lot has happened in a year. We couldn’t be more grateful for our son, and still can’t believe that A LINE IS A LINE and he is here. Trust me, we pinch ourselves daily.

So a lot is different now. We have nappies on our washing line and sick on our shirts.  Some things don’t change much though. The pain of trying and trying and trying is still with us, and so is the bitterness. It sounds ungrateful but at least I’m honest. They are fading, but once an IF, always an IF, I guess. It’s true what they say though – it’s totally worth it in the end.

And onwards and upwards. I really can’t tell you how much I’m hoping for second lines for all of you who’re still trying. A line is a line is a line, and there are enough fucking lines to go round us all, darnit.

Thank you for sticking with us through thick and thin.

xxxx jay