Each Easter, when I was younger, my parents would hide those plastic eggs with little candies and one lucky egg even had $5 in it. It was great! Easter morning was filled with fun and excitement as my sister and I looked for these eggs.
Going through infertility is like how it would feel to find an empty egg. Everyone around you seems to find the eggs full of life. They have started their families or are pregnant. They are full of joy as they announce their pregnancies, show off ultrasound pics, share belly pics and eventually share baby pics. They found the eggs with the best candy and that money. These individuals are so excited to share what they found in their Easter egg.
I'm one of the many who unfortunately find the empty egg. I keep trying, month after month, to find that lucky egg that will make everything OK. But it keeps coming up empty. I don't even get a single jellybean(which I don't even like). I suffer quietly through disappointment as another month is unsuccessful. I work up the courage to try again and open another Easter egg only to find the same results.
I know I am on my own path and journey to motherhood. I'm not finding my Easter egg in the easy spots. Mine is hidden somewhere more challenging. I have to believe that my egg is in a special place and someday soon my Easter egg won't be empty either.