Swaddle Blanket

Here is another piece about secondary infertility - the space between appreciation for the family you already have and yearning for the family you desperately want. Secondary infertility is gratitude and heartbreak wrapped into one.

Swaddle Blanket

“It was an ad

For a swaddle blanket.

White, with black x's

And bright red hearts.

A matching little hat and headband

So it would be appropriate for either gender

Just like I was planning to buy.

But now there's no need.

There's nobody to use it.

Chemical pregnancy.

It sounds like an experiment

Created in a lab

For fun.

It sounds nothing

Like the silence

Of the grief that accompanies

The loss of something

That never was.

But there was something..

There were hopes

And dreams

And baby registries

being filled

There were symptoms

And smiles

And brightness looming

After the darkness of the past few years.

I thought that finally

I would find comfort

And healing

And joy.

Instead I'm broken

And in pain

With no space to process my grief

Because my little kids need their mommy

And there's nobody who can be there for me.

Swaddle Blanket 2.0

Today I placed an order

For a swaddle blanket.

White, with black x's

And bright red hearts.

A matching little hat and headband

So it will be appropriate for either gender

Even though there's no need.

There's nobody to use it.

Through our grief

We prayed.

We tried.

We hoped.

We thought that our devastating storm

Would be followed by shining rainbows.

But it was not meant to be

And we have joined the ranks

Of the fathers and mothers

Who hug their precious children

As they yearn for one more.

Those who walk the line

Of gratitude

For the blessings they have

And heartbreak

For the miracles they seek.

Secondary infertility.

That's not a title I ever thought

Would belong to me.

Not me

I've suffered through enough.

But who are we

To understand.

So today

I scheduled an appointment

With a doctor I never thought I'd have to see.

And today, I ordered a swaddle blanket.

White, with black x's

And bright red hearts.

Even though there's nobody to use it.

I believe in miracles.

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