For us, infertility truly wasn't the worst thing that could happen to us.  We always planned on adopting eventually but eventually came a lot sooner than we were anticipating.  Of course adopting isn't easy; putting every aspect of your life out in the open, talking about personal things with complete strangers, the cost of adoption services and of course the waiting - it's a little difficult, I tell you.  And I'll admit sometimes the ease which some people conceive, the certainty of no one changing their minds and the time lines of a pregnancy makes me envious.  
For us, adoption was (and is) an easy choice, but not always easy.  I've always loved this analogy involving Australia and traveling to get there.  
Deciding to have a baby is like planning 
a trip to Australia. You've heard it's a wonderful place. You've read many 
guidebooks and feel certain you're ready to go. Everyone you know has traveled 
there by plane. They say it can be a turbulent flight with occasional rough 
landings, but you can look forward to being pampered on the 
trip.
So you go to the airport and ask the ticket agent for a 
ticket to Australia. All around you, excited people are boarding planes for 
Australia. It seems there is no seat for you: You'll have to wait for the next 
flight. Impatient, but anticipating a wonderful trip, you wait - and wait - and 
wait.
Flights to Australia continue to come and go. People say 
silly things like, "Relax, you'll get on a flight soon." Other people actually 
get on a plane and then cancel their trip, to which you cry, "It's not 
fair!"
After a long time the ticket agent tells you, "I'm sorry, 
we're not going to be able to get you on a plane to Australia. Perhaps you 
should think about going by boat."
"By boat!" you say, "going by 
boat will take a very long time and it costs a great deal of money, I really had 
my heart set on going by plane." So you go home and think about not going to 
Australia at all. You wonder if Australia will be as beautiful if you approach 
it by sea rather than air. But you have long dreamed of this wonderful place, 
and finally you decide to travel by boat.
It's a long trip, many 
months over many rough seas. No one pampers you. You wonder if you will ever see 
Australia. Meanwhile, your friends have flown back and forth to Australia two or 
three more times, marveling about each trip.
Then one glorious 
day, the boat docks in Australia. It is more exquisite than you ever imagined, 
and the beauty is magnified by your long days at sea. You have made many friends 
during your voyage, and you find yourself comparing stories with others who also 
traveled by sea rather than air.
People continue to fly to 
Australia as often as they like, but you are able to travel only once, perhaps 
twice. Some say things like, "Oh, be glad you didn't fly. My flight was 
horrible: traveling by sea is so easy."
You will always wonder 
what it would have been like to fly to Australia. Still, you know God blessed 
you with a special appreciation of Australia, and the beauty of Australia is not 
in the way you got there, but in the place itself. - Diane Armitage
Every ones journey is different; while some people conceive naturally, others conceive through treatment, some adopt and others decide not to have children but it doesn't mean any ones journey is the wrong one. 
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That Australia story is so true. And sad... I don't like sad stories Mere!
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