It's Thanksgiving this week, my favorite holiday of the year. For me it is good food and spending time with family. It is a time to be reflective and acknowledge blessings. The focus for me is on the positive without all of the fuss of presents and gifts that come with other holidays. It is about being present with those that you love.
Thanksgiving time tends to raise my spirits, warm my soul and feel lighter, almost carefree but with a mindfulness of the good in my life.
Strangely and recently, a slew of ladies at work have shared that they are expecting a child. There are baby bumps everywhere. I don't think I have seen this many all at once since first dealing with infertility. However, this time it is different. It doesn't sting or hurt like it did. Maybe it is because I'm getting married soon and I've got wedding on my brain. Maybe it is because this is the closest I've been in a long time to be somewhat near a place in my life that I may entertain the idea of having a child. Maybe it is because there is some sliver of hope that I may one day be a mom.
It has been a very long time since I have felt happy in a daydream of maybe one day being pregnant or having a child. It has been about ten years since the last time I first seriously started thinking about building a family. It has been a really long time.
I'm choosing to dance in the dream of motherhood, even if just for a spell. Because isn't it wonderful to catch yourself in a dream once in awhile? No strings attached or what if's. Reason has no place. It's just a dream and a song in your heart...to be free to feel...if just for that moment.