Had my blood results again today,
Another inconclusive answer,
I may, I may not be ovulating,
A pregnancy seems so far away,
All I dream, wish & hope for seem to be on hold, maybe until forever or until made in a lab, unless we're really lucky & we can make one on our own.
I fear all the medication,
Injecting myself each day, as my only hope to conceive a little baby boy or girl,
The one thing in life that is meant to be natural, without a second thought,
Yet there's me & my loved one wanting, without much hope in site,
Cuddles in bed just don't do the job,
It may have to be a test tube baby made within the lab,
All the doctor's helping, all the tests that come, with a chance of still leaving with none.
All the love to give, we have,
All the guidance, we can give,
All the things a child could wish for we'd do all we could.
Yet the day with two blue lines seems to be a wish to far,
We'll fight & fight but hope seems to fade,
But the love for a baby grows each & every day.
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 5:09 PM UTC
Had my blood results again today,
Another inconclusive answer,
I may, I may not be ovulating,
A pregnancy seems so far away,
All I dream, wish & hope for seem to be on hold, maybe until forever or until made in a lab, unless we're really lucky & we can make one on our own.
I fear all the medication,
Injecting myself each day, as my only hope to conceive a little baby boy or girl,
The one thing in life that is meant to be natural, without a second thought,
Yet there's me & my loved one wanting, without much hope in site,
Cuddles in bed just don't do the job,
It may have to be a test tube baby made within the lab,
All the doctor's helping, all the tests that come, with a chance of still leaving with none.
All the love to give, we have,
All the guidance, we can give,
All the things a child could wish for we'd do all we could.
Yet the day with two blue lines seems to be a wish to far,
We'll fight & fight but hope seems to fade,
But the love for a baby grows each & every day.