Very shortly after loss number three (I was still recovering from my D&C the day before), we jumped ahead to the adoption discussion. It was time to make a move before we went through any more pain, before it becomes a decision that we make out of desperation, before a doctor tells me whether I will or will not ever be able to carry a pregnancy to term. We wanted this adoption to be for the right reasons.
We knew the process would be long and wanted to get moving on it. It was clear to us now that this would be the way we would start our family.
Having “a light at the end of the tunnel” uplifted my spirits a great deal. Part of what was so painful about the losses was wondering if anything would ever come out of it, if this pain would ever be worth it, now I felt would be.