Luck.

I usually do my Thursday morning run in the early morning, at home, instead of at the gym. Because running outside is much different than running a treadmill.

At the end of my runs, I go inside to stretch and cool down.

I listen to my iPod the whole time. And there’s this one song that plays at the end of my stretch.

Whenever I listen to this song, it takes me back to a T ride I had. After a failed IVF and two failed FETs. After two surgeries. Where Dr. HIT and I met discuss the results of the second surgery. The septum. The removal of said septum. Our chances of an IVF cycle working after that.

Where, at the end of our meeting, he said in his booming voice and a smile: “let’s get you PREGNANT!”

I remember sitting on that train, heading back to my office and feeling such a sense of POSSIBILITY. That mix of hope and fear, and the decision that I was just going to let it all go and throw our chances out to the universe.

And listening to this song today, stretching in my living room, I look up and see my son’s toys strewn about our living room.

I am so lucky.