“You’ll never get pregnant again.”
Our hearts broke as my fertility doctor dropped those cold words on me and my husband when our daughter was two and a half, several months after experiencing a devastating miscarriage from an ectopic, or tubal, pregnancy. The fertility treatment I’d tried failed miserably…
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Sixty Things I’ve Learned in Sixty Years
I just turned sixty. I can’t even believe I said that out loud! I mean, come on, sixty??? How on earth did that happen??
Honestly, in the months preceding my birthday, I tried to avoid even thinking about it. But my husband, God love him, would occasionally remind me with a little glint in his eye that at fifty-nine I was actually in my sixtieth year. Cute. Not. He’s sixty-two so he can get away with it 🙂
I don’t know why it bothered me so much. Turning forty was a big milestone and I think the realization hit home that I was nothing resembling a young person anymore. Turning fifty wasn’t so bad. I just slid right into that decade and didn’t think too much about it but sixty. Whoa….