The Lucky One
24 Jul
My one and only meeting with a therapist included a discussion regarding alcoholism in my family. When I told him that my sister did not have a problem with drinking he replied, “So you’re the lucky one.” I laughed because I thought he was being sarcastic. Then he said “One day you’ll realize that.” Even though I had no idea what he meant, it intrigued me. Why was I lucky for having inherited the disease?
Today, when writing to a friend about our struggles with trying to conceive, I thought about what that therapist said. Writing, “Perhaps we are the lucky ones after all.”
Reflecting on this has been what’s getting me through today. Hopefully I can hold onto this…this realization of just how amazing my relationship will be with our eventual baby. Not a single day, a messy-faced kiss or even a poopie diaper will be taken for granted. I imagine cuddly moments wherein I tell my little one how they were a long awaited dream come true.
I dreamt about being a mommy my whole life. When I met Daddy we learned that we shared the very same dream. Then one day, our little dream came true. That dream was you.






