Even though this has sadly become familiar territory to me, this post is still every bit as difficult to write.
I have to start over again. But, let's not talk about me.
This is more about Miss W, who is funny and quirky and kind, and who I know will someday be a wonderful intended mother.
Infertility is unkind, and one of the worst things about it is that often, the heart and mind are ready to move forward but the circumstances surrounding you prevent you from doing so. This is especially true for surrogacy, when so much more than just timing and finances and emotional readiness have to fall into alignment. With so many things that could potentially shift out of place, it is a rare occurrence when intended parents start at Point A and move linearly to Point B(aby). As with all things infertility, there are setbacks and pauses, regroups and restarts. Things happen to you instead of you making things happen, and you're often left spinning in the inertia of the uncertainties swirling around, and you question, When will this cease long enough for me to regain control and make my move?
Someone once told me that God (or the Universe or fate or Whoever) only gives three answers: yes, no, and wait; how I hope that MissW's wait won't be much longer. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers, that certainty and comfort will find her again.