If you have been following my previous posts, I am continuing with a description of how J.O., my son, came into my life. Read my previous posts to review the story from the beginning.
At the time I had a technology consulting job in which I did quite a bit of traveling. We knew that my job was not very conducive to supporting this IVF process. So, I resigned from my job. The owner of the company wanted to know why. I told her that I needed to concentrate on making a baby and my current job would make that difficult. I told her that making a baby was more important than any job. She convinced me to stay with the company and she assigned me a project that I could do without traveling. She said we could revisit the decision once the IVF process was successful.
Lucky me. I could pursue this dream that had many risks, and still not jeopardize my job. If it worked, beautiful. If it didn’t work out, besides experiencing heart-break, we at least had a safety net in regard to our financial situation.
Roadblock three had been removed. I did not have to quit my job and the job was not going to be an impediment to me making a baby.
More to come later. . .