The end.

I look at my Blog List, and the most recent blog post was four weeks ago.

This is a good and bad thing in my mind.  Those people that I formed such strong bonds with over our shared struggles don't need their spaces anymore... any more than I need mine.  I miss their updates, but things are as they should be.  People are raising their families, or making peace with their lives as they are.  Change is good.

I think this is the end.

I have three beautiful children, and my journey is far from over, but this chapter - this infertility chapter - has ended for me.  I have the family I dreamed of.  They're growing and thriving.

I will NEVER stop talking about my journey.  I will share my story whenever I feel it is needed to help someone with their own struggle, but I think for now I am done in this space.

D is 6.  E is 3.  G is 9 months.  And they are my world. 

Thank you seems insufficient somehow...  But thank you to those who supported me, and cried with me, and celebrated with me.  You brought me through this journey.  You are the heroines of my fairytale.  I have my white picket fence and 2.5 (well maybe three...) kids.  And that is all I need.