I’ve not shared any new posts recently, because my spare time has been very limited, and I’ve had so few words to share anyway.
Bonnie is growing and changing every day. I’m exhausted at the end of the day from having a houseful of babies all day, every day.
I kind of cannot believe that we are preparing for her first birthday party. By that, I mean that I absolutely CANNOT believe it’s been a year since she was born. I also mean that I CANNOT believe we are throwing her an actual birthday party. I’m so not a party person. I prefer small, low-key, quiet, and quaint. But my husband is the opposite, so we’ve compromised by planning a small party for her.
We settled on a bumble bee theme, simply because the play on words is too easy and fun to pass up. I made the invitations and printed them on thick card stock. Here is a look at them, with our address blurred out, of course.
I’m filled with amazement each time I reflect upon the last year of our lives, the first year of Bonnie’s. She has lived in my heart forever… I dreamt of my own little girl even when I was just a little girl myself.
Motherhood is sweeter than I dreamed, more challenging than I dreamed, more emotional than I dreamed, and more all-around wonderful than I could possibly have imagined.
This time last year I was counting the days to Bonnie’s due date. This time the year before that I was mourning the failure of our second IUI, planning for our third. I never would have believed that our third IUI would have been unsuccessful, and that we’d end up pursuing both a fresh IVF cycle and a frozen transfer.
But what a difference a year, and then two, makes.
My life and my heart will never ever be the same. God used infertility to change me. He used fertility treatments to change me even more. And He’s using Bonnie to change and challenge me every single day.