Actually, I could equally well have called this 'the calm before the storm'.
We could be starting IVF #3 in ten days from now. XXXX clinic's treatment is like no other that I've heard of - daily blood tests all the way through treatment, increasing to twice daily during the second week of stimming, with regular scans also needing to be fitted in and drug dosage being tailored to your blood test results daily. Every account I've read says that it's beyond exhausting, and in the second week you really can't concentrate on anything but following Mr Miracle Worker's instructions.
So we could have just ten more days of normality before the storm hits us. This weekend the weather was gorgeous - despite having to work all day Saturday, I enjoyed looking out of the study window to see the sunshine, and then yesterday we spent the afternoon in my sister's garden celebrating Niece #1's birthday.
The sunshine was great, I ate what I wanted, and #1 wanted party games, so we thought up endless games to play, laughed at the silly Mad Libs we made up, and generally enjoyed #1's exuberance and excitement at being (nearly - her birthday is tomorrow) 6.
When we got home, I had a long soak in a hot bath with a mug of hot milk close to hand and some good reading matter to keep me entertained.
And I realised that for the moment, life doesn't get better than this. It was a perfect day, and I need to appreciate and savour these perfect days as they come along, without ruining them by thinking of what might or might not be in the future.
So I have ten more days of living in the moment, and even though work will be busy, I can still enjoy the emergence of spring, the moments of fun and laughter, and spending time with my lovely DH in the evenings.
I can't change what will be, so I'm determined to try not to worry about it, but just to enjoy this time, and treat it as a time of living, and not a time of waiting.