Happy New Year

Happy, we'll start with that one. I am. Hasn't come easily though. I had two chances last year to become a mother, more than any other in my entire life. Instead, I became a high risk patient with infertility due to chromosomal disorders of unknown origin. Yeah, not easy. But I've managed to stay happy. My marriage is intact and I mean superglue material here. My husband just passed the Board certification and he now has the equivalent of an Oscar award to an actor. The penultimate of his career, how can I be anything else but happy? I asked. I'll answer. I can't "not be happy" and Im very happy about that! Several years ago before I had thoughts of TTC (well they were there just buried nice and neatly away) I was terribly innocent. Now, I am a seasoned veteran and this war is hell. New. Will I have a chance this year at TTC again? A new year filled with hope. Year. Wow, 365 whole days to TTC. I have plenty of time, despite this terribly loud ticking sound in my ear, tick tock tick tock. My thought are erratic fully depicted in my terrible prose. Sorry I am no Shakespeare and I paint not like Picasso. Although I am an artist and I am working on a masterpiece.