Isn’t it interesting how our subconscious works? Isn’t it odd I titled this blog ‘Stef’s Journey’ and not ‘Our Journey’ or Eric & Stef’s Journey’? Granted, I created it, I’m the only author, but still, the story is not solely mine. Am I really so independent that I’ve left Eric out of this equation? Without even really noticing it until now??
At our initial IVF consultation, toward the end of our visit when Eric was providing his sample to be frozen and I was aimlessly browsing a gardening magazine (how un-me) in the waiting room, one of the laboratory technicians approached me. Eric had been asked to sign a release form stating, in the event of his death, I have legal rights over his sperm to do with as I please. I was being asked to sign acknowledgment. Wow. I didn’t see that one coming. And obviously, no choice was being asked of me at that time, other than to sign I understood, but, wow. Just wow. This experience has brought to light so many topics I can only assume the average couple doesn’t consider… As if this experience didn’t feel enough like I was having a baby, or at least attempting to, alone, they just pushed that feeling over the top! So much for trying to be a little more dependent on Eric and learning to accept help… I didn’t need Eric present to purchase our home, and looks like he doesn’t technically need to be here for this either. So odd this process, I tell you. So very odd.