Priceless

Dear Baby,

Missing you is expensive.  Like, so far we've spent enough for a used car.  And by the time we're done, we'll probably have spent enough for a fancier car than Daddy or I own.  And thanks to all the hormones, I broke down crying yesterday, because the medicines are so expensive, not to mention the doctor's visits and everything else.  And Daddy held me and said, "It's worth it.  There's nothing else I'd rather be spending this money on.  It's the most important thing we can do."  He's right.  You are priceless, dear baby.  And we will keep trying to bring you into our lives.

Love,
the infertile turtle
who hopes to make sure you know how precious and valued you are, every day of your life, whenever it may begin