Deep in a freezer, suspended in preservative fluid, lie two of my embryos. They are part of my little one's cohort. The two that were ok but not great. The two we left frozen in the event that my little Jude wasn't to be. I neurotically like having a back up plan. Not just for me, but for my sisters.
I was ignorant to most of how this all worked, and Kelley had to explain a lot along the way. To me, I thought our first try would yield an instant positive on the pregnancy test and then we just wait it out for nine months. Go ahead, laugh, and if you see me in person, laugh in my face; I'll understand.
We will suffer losses, traumas and tragedies in this life. When we lose one dream we must pick up the pieces and redefine. To wallow in the lost only defines us. To stay stuck on the never to be's only keeps us stagnant in life. To make our scarred imperfections our entire story misplaces them completely.
In my humble opinion, this condemnation of the egg freezing benefit is cynical and ridiculous. Why can't we just be grateful for companies wanting to offer coverage of an expensive out-of-pocket healthcare procedure and, even more importantly, provide women with more options about what to do with their bodies?