Today I am thankful.
I am thankful to be bloated and busting out of my shirt. I am thankful that I had to put my Lupron in a lunch bag surrounded by ice packs to drive to my parents’ house. I am thankful to have the tiniest pock marks on my belly from sticking myself with needles. I am thankful for my small Lupron headache and big hormonal mood swings.
It means we are in the next phase of our IVF cycle, and for that I am thankful. We get another chance, and it starts now.