My husband, Matt, and I have spent the last five years navigating several corners of infertility. After two IVF egg retrievals, seven transfers, five miscarriages, and help from a surrogate, we finally made it.
Looking back 14 years ago (I`m now 39)…I lost one fallopian tube. I didn't think much of it at the time, but a couple of years, later on, I just couldn`t get pregnant. Had several chemical pregnancies, which means I got a BFP (big fat positive), but just bled out a couple of days after. Wouldn`t even know if I hadn`t tested. As you presume I`m a bit of a POAS (pee on a stick) addict.
When are you going to have kids? I can’t count how many times we’ve gritted our teeth and casually responded to an innocent and well-meaning question like this. The truth is, we don’t know if we will ever be able to. Infertility has taken that certainty from us.
If you would have told me at the beginning of our adoption journey that we would be foster parents who are taking in an eight year-old girl, I would have laughed and told you there is NO way that was going to happen. So how did I, a girl that had always dreamed of having my own baby with freckles and blue eyes like me, come to LOVE Adoption and Foster Care? I remember a very “passionate” conversation Doug and I had about what we were going to do next after infertility. After a lot of tears, we both...