S and I took the train together this morning to our old fertility clinic - two years to the month since Peanut was conceived. It was a blue-skied, fresh Spring day, and the morning light made everything seem lovely and full of promise. I felt butterflies in my belly as we walked the familiar block from the train to the clinic. We met with our wonderful doctor again, who has since had her own little one. She was so kind and supportive, and indulged us in our many stories about Peanut.
Everything about the meeting reassured us that the right time for us to move forward is NOW. I'm excited and eager to start the process!
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