It’s that time of year; the time when people get giddy for no real reason; the time when we’re more likely to indulge in sweet treats and sleep late on the weekends. And it’s the time of year when the missing stocking over the fireplace can seem almost larger than life.
So what’s an infertile girl to do when it feels as though the whole world is singing Christmas carols, Black Friday shopping at Toys R Us, and lining up with their children for pictures on Santa’s lap? How do the baby-less survive a holiday that’s sweetest when lived through the eyes of a child?
We take Julie Andrews advice and we find a few of our favorite things.
When the dog bites
When the bee stings
When I’m feeling sad
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feel so bad
Infertility is a bite; infertility is a sting; and infertility can make us feel sad. Yet in the midst of the missing so much remains.
Take time this December to remember your favorite things, and to treat yourself to them. Take time to savor all of the special moments before they pass you by. Because life happens in a collection of seemingly mundane moments that upon second look become extraordinary memories.
And this Christmas, don’t forget to leave space for that extra stocking, over your hearth and in your heart. Because if a fat man named Santa can squeeze down the chimney to deliver toys to all of the boys and girls of the world, your miracle, and mine, can happen too.