Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
My Sweet Ava,
I know we said we’d wait until I got home. I know I said I’d be okay with sperm donation or adoption. And I would. But Ava, not until we’ve exhausted all other avenues.
Because after seeing baby Mitchell and letting all those feelings resonate with me these past few weeks, call me selfish, but I want one last chance at having a child of our own flesh and blood.
You know I don’t say this lightly, but doctors can be wrong.
Maybe IVF will work for us, even if there’s only the slightest chance.
A slight chance is still a chance. And maybe we should be willing to drain our savings on the chance of having a little girl with your dimple and my eyes, or a little boy with your zest for life and my hair that you love so much.
If sperm donation or adoption ends up being what we do, so be it.
But let’s give it a try. I know we were saving for the future, but a year from now, when I’m back home, we can easily rebuild our savings.
And if by some miracle it works, you’ll be about to have the baby when I get home for good.
There’s no better time. That’s why I know it could work.
Maybe all this time you never conceived because the time just wasn’t right.
Because our future baby wanted to have a mom and a dad to come home to.
Is it strange to think God or the universe works in such ways? Maybe we were never meant to get pregnant until now. Ava, I can feel it in my soul that this is the right thing to do. And call me crazy, but I really think it’s going to work.
After you get this letter and let it sink in, I’m going to call in a favor and arrange a 48-hour leave. I’ll be in and out of there quickly. You’ll have to make an appointment for my sperm deposit. Then, if all goes well, you’ll be calling me in a month with good news.
I’ve never been more excited than I am now to get on with the rest of our lives.
Yours forever,
Trev