Tilling the Soil of My Uterus

I met Carolyn today. She came into the store where I work and ended up being one of those women who makes you just start spilling your guts. I don't really remember how it started, but all of a sudden I found myself telling her (the edited version) of our IF story.

I guess it started when she asked me if I was a mom. All I could muster was a small shake of my head. Anything more would have started the roller coaster of emotion that I have been avoiding all week.

She told me that I will make a wonderful mom some day (I helped her with a small thing and she said she was really appreciative of my patience) and I started talking about how I just found out this week that our first IVF didn't work. She asked intelligent questions and made a point that stuck with me.

She said she was a gardener. She showed me pictures of her garden. She then looked at me with all seriousness and said she felt confident that one of our cycles would work. She believed that this cycle tilled the soil of my uterus and that new life would be started in there.

As goofy as it sounds, it works for me. I told my hubby and it rang true with him too. We have plans to do some landscaping outside this weekend. Tilling the soil inside and out.