Tuesday's Tribute: Infertility

So this weeks tribute is to my frenemie Infertility.

I know seems weird that I would want to pay tribute something I have struggled with and fought against for 3 1/2 years. But this week for only the 2nd time since I have been dealing with it, I was grateful to not have another child.



This was the first time that I was grateful to not have another child. They day that my nephew was born. I got to be there, got to see him be born, all made possible by the fact that I only had my Monkey to worry about. I took him with me and as it got close B took him downstairs to play. I didn't have to worry about a baby or 2 kiddos and what I would do with them. I got to experience the most amazing thing I have ever seen all because of infertility, and having an only child.



The second and most profound time that I was grateful to infertility came this past Friday. My Monkey had to have his tonsils and adenoids removed. My husband and I got to be with him while we waited for him to be taken back to surgery. We both got to be with him after surgery. When we got home, we had no one else to worry about and were able to dote on him. I was able to lay in his bed with him, and comfort him. I didn't have anyone else wanting my attention. I was so glad to not have a another little one here that needed me. I got to focus on my son, nothing and no one else. I slept with him, when he asked, jumped when he called, and comforted him when he was in pain. I LOVED it.

So Infertility I salute you...this week anyway.