When you get in line behind me at the grocery store checkout aisle, I can see the pain in your eyes. If you choose to change aisles, I understand. If you can't come to my baby shower, I understand. If you need to hide my social media posts, I understand. I've been there.
Her journey to motherhood involved incrementally considering and becoming comfortable with options she hadn't previously entertained. At each step, Smart told herself, "I have to become more flexible and become more open to different ways of creating a child."
I remember telling myself over and over that we had our own story, our own journey, and that was okay. Removing that comparison aspect from my life helped me in more ways than I will ever know.
It was as if I lived in a world of successive failure. Month after month, benchmarked by my inability to get pregnant. I would break down at every pregnancy announcement.
