AMY'S BLOG: My Fertility Journey + Adoption

My husband and I started trying to get pregnant about 8+ years ago. We’d been married for a couple of years at that point and decided we were ready to grow our family and into the next phase of life. Little did we know how hard it would be to do that.

When it didn’t happen right away, I assumed it was because he traveled often and we didn’t always have the luxury of being together. At the time, we were stationed at a military base in North Carolina, so we did the best we could between deployments… I held out hope and charted my cycle… oh, and also did all the tricks… handstands and such. (You know what I’m talking about!)

We both waited for that inevitable moment when we would see our “plus sign.”

Unfortunately, that moment never came, so I started seeing a fertility doctor on base. I’m unbelievably grateful I had access to great healthcare so that I could get some answers. I do not take that for granted. But after several rounds of tests, when nobody could tell us what was wrong, I started to wonder if this was ever going to happen for us. It was so challenging to have it completely out of our control.


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