Two IUI babies. One IVF baby. And one pandemic pregnancy during Covid with a set of spontaneous twins. Our infertility journey is filled with sadness and heartache, but also so much hope and joy. It is a story truly filled with miracles.
My story is still being written. I truly can’t even say at what point I am on in this journey, but I wanted to share my story, as unique as it is, in case that maybe, just maybe there is someone else out there who is looking for hope too.
For a first grade assignment I wrote a book titled “When I grow up I want to be a mother.” It was my dream to be a mom from a very young age. I grew up with six siblings and when we got married my husband and I said we wanted at least 6 kids … maybe 8.
Each one of us chose to come to this earth knowing we would face challenges and hardships in all its forms. For me, navigating the world of infertility was physically and emotionally overwhelming. I became consumed with all the “to do’s” and “not to do’s.”
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