Throughout my infertility journey, I’ve often felt like there was a “lesson” I was meant to be learning. I hated it, it made me angry, but the thought was always there.
I had a realization today that I think I was meant to heal, from many things, but specifically learning communication skills and developing my own sense of self importance that depends solely on me and what I have achieved.
The universe knows how special motherhood will be to me, how important it is to me. I don’t think it was open to letting me begin that chapter until I was ready, because it knew that I would be so disappointed if I had any regrets from my own immature, unhealed actions relating to my journey of motherhood.
I’ve worked hard to heal. Even when it doesn’t feel like it. I know that I’m ready, and maybe the universe does too… either way, I think I’m okay with waiting my turn for now.