One year ago today-- September 13th, 2011-- my daughter was conceived.
Today-- September 13, 2012-- she is exactly thirteen weeks old.
A year ago, I was feeling hopeless as I got in my car and drove across town to my reproductive endocrinologist's office. I had started the cycle with seven follicles, and a bag of drugs in preparation for my second IVF. But when most of my follicles stalled and got out of synch, my doctor decided there were too few follicles to bother with IVF.
We would just do an IUI.
I remember telling my doctor how totally pointless the whole exercise seemed.
Today, exactly one year later, without even realizing it, I got in my car and took the exact same route. Only this time, my daughter-- my amazingly wonderful daughter-- was in the backseat.
I haven't found the words yet to describe how happy, how whole, how blessed I feel with Champ in my life.
But I can say one thing with certainty and clarity:
Thirteen is my lucky number.