Thanks, ChemGal.
Mr. Hilary and I have been working with a fertility clinic for as long as we've been married. A few weeks ago we were told that our final round of treatment was unsuccessful. We can't afford (financially, physically, nor emotionally) to continue to pursue treatment which means that we'll never be pregnant and never be parents.
We had a funeral/memorial service last night attended by the small number of our friends who had walked some of this journey with us. It was beautiful and moving. Afterwards, there was a reception with gluten-free carob chip cookies and white chocolate coconut blondies. There are leftovers, so I hope you'll all share them with me as I sit at home and begin to focus on what the rest of our lives will look like without parenthood in the cards.
I'm away from work on medical leave thanks to my caring and understanding team of health care professionals.