To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
The last few weeks have been ridiculously stressful on both DH and I. I'm not sure if I'm coming or going most of the time now. When I'm not laughing, I'm crying. We've been toying with the idea of a September IVF and even though we are still going through all the motions we're still not sure we're going to go through with it. There are still so many unanswered questions. There is one thing for sure though, infertility is definitely a time for every season...
6 years ago