I am waiting for my turn at the Primary Health Center, I am there to fix a Uterine Contraceptive. My hubby and i are grateful for the two beautiful children that we have, we do not want any more children. My phone rings, its my childhood neighbour, who is a dear friend/Sister, Her name is Posh. She has been married for 12 years and is TTC. She is crying, she just lost another 24 weeks pregnancy. My heart drops, and the irony is not lost on me, Here i am, preventing a pregnancy and my Posh will do anything to carry a baby to full term.
How do i console her, she is in America, She has done everything she's been asked to do, what do i say?.
I let her cry, and i cry with her. I wished with all my heart, i could be her surrogate, I would gladly carry twins for her, but my Hubby will not allow it. I am heartbroken for her, My friend has been pregnant every year for 12 years and the babies never make it, Its been one miscarriage after the other. Two years ago, i told her to give it a rest and use a surrogate, i went to my Gynaecologist who is also a fertility specialist and we found a surrogate. The Doctor adviced that both of them will go through the IVF treatment. Surrogate's IVF failed and Her's failed.
I felt her pain, i then advice her to talk with her husband about adoption. She is game, i need my friend to take a break, Its been too much. He agrees, we both start looking at adoption processes, we find an orphanage and we start the process, it is tedious and expensive, but its looking good. My Posh is happy and calm, which is my aim. Her husband wakes up one morning and says God has promised him a child, he does not want to adopt again. Who can argue with that. My friend's heart is broken again. We had seen the little girl, she was going to adopt, but i know that both couples have to be on board, so if he does not want, we cannot force him.
Posh has the best heart, She is special and i have taken her like a Sister. I have read up on everything fertility because of her, it bothers my spirit that she is passing through this. Every time, i am in church and there is a prayer for any woman TTC, i stand up and hold my tummy and claim it for my Posh. I ask God to transfer the blessing of my conception and delivery to my friend. My blessings are full and complete.
Please say a prayer for my Posh...........Because i know that when all things fail, God never fails!
Sometimes I wish I can just wave a wand and wash everybody's pain away...😥