Wow. It’s been years. Six of them. The girl who started this blog had no clue what the future had in store.
We got pregnant in November 2015.
We lost that baby January 2016.
We got pregnant May 2016.
We lost our twins late June 2016.
We got pregnant in August 2016.
We lost our son Samuel in October 2016.
We knew something had to change
We received our donor embryos November 2016, and got pregnant December 2016.
We lost that donor baby January 2017.
We got pregnant February 2017
And stayed pregnant
It was a miserable pregnancy with hyperemesis
but we stayed pregnant.
And welcomed our son October 19, 2017. He was everything the girl who started this blog could have ever dreamed of.
May 2019 we decided to try again. It didn’t work. Our first failed cycle in years.
But we tried again in July 2019.
We got pregnant.
My husband was diagnosed with cancer in August. He kicked cancer’s ass. He’s still cancer free.
We stayed pregnant. Sick as hell again, but pregnant.
And on April 2, 2020, in the midst of a global pandemic, we welcomed our precious and perfect daughter.
Some days I’m still not sure if our family is complete. We still have three embryos on ice.
But kiddo, we made it. Not on the timeline we hoped for. Not in the ways we expected. But we made it.
