Trying to become a parent to a living child has taken us on such a roller coaster of experiences and feelings over the years. Through the total of 6 years of infertility, 3 rounds of IVF, 6 embryo transfers, the miscarriage, and Grace Pearl… we have had more emotions than I thought a person could have.
And after all of those plans, and changes to those plans. and all of the time we spent adjusting and celebrating and hoping and hurting and mourning… this is a post that I feared I’d never, ever get to make. And hoped - so much - I’d get to.
I can’t believe that it’s taken me a month to make it, but to be honest, we’ve been soaking up every single moment of that month with our brand new baby girl. She’s a month old today.
She is here, and she’s everything. Everything we ever hoped for, dreamed of, and wished for. Everything we’ve worked for and waited for. Just everything. We love her so, so much.
Friends, meet Hannah.
We named her Hannah as a tribute to her sister. Hannah means full of grace in Hebrew.
I can hardly believe she’s real, and ours, and how fast she’s already growing and changing.
For once, additional words elude me. I am so, so happy. I love her so much.
So we’ll be back. We’re not going anywhere. But as we deal with the intense stuff going on in the world around us, and everything we’ve been through and this new change, we also want to let it all wash over us and take a moment to celebrate and simply enjoy.
We want to take every available second to get to know Hannah, our little gift that we were never sure we’d get. This has been a long, long time coming.