Will and I spent the evening moping and grieving on separate coasts (he's at a conference in California this week). As of this morning, I think we're both trying to pull ourselves back together, exhale, and find a bit of perspective.
And today's perspective on yesterday's not so great news?
Three abnormal blasts means three miscarriages we don't have to go through. Three babies we don't have to lose.
I wish those three blasts had been normal, but they weren't. While this news hits hard, it is much less painful than losing another pregnancy.
So there it is...ekeing out a silver lining.
And who knows? Maybe one or more of the other blasts will be euploid.
We are not banking on it. Not by any stretch.
But we are open to being surprised.
Thanks for all of your thoughts on the FISH results. We appreciated every one of them.
It's just amazing how much this all hurts, the continued losses, the cumulative disappointments.
We're ready for some good news already!
We aren't expecting it anymore, but we would welcome it.