I am one in eight.
1 in 8 couples are affected by infertility.
thats 7.4 million men and women.
1/3 of infertility is attributed to the female partner.
1/3 of infertility is attributed to the male partner.
1/3 is caused by a combination of both.
..not a single story of infertility is alike.
if you have read this blog over the last four years, or somehow stumbled upon the about section or landed here to read our story via web search for PCOS, you are familiar with our version of infertility.
our version of the story? it might seem as though our struggles were small. we did end up with three kids in three years, after all. right?
leading up to twins were four long, heartbreaking, and most of all confusing years of our lives.
one roadblock in front of the other.
struggling with infertility is like going through the five stages of grief every single month.
you deny, bargain, get angry, cry, and accept.
then you pick yourself up off and do it all over again.
after three years of struggle, tears, pokes, prods, tests, lab work, sonograms..
we finally had a diagnosis.
PCOS + male infertility.
another year goes by before we were physically ready to be able to try.
we found ourselves in that last piece of the pie that fell into the combination factor of infertility.
in the 10 months leading up to our second pregnancy, we were faced with not only secondary infertility, but the loss of two babies, as well. I dream about those sweet angels. when I was the most skeptical of all about His good and faithful Grace I saw those two solid blue lines. pregnant.
I will forever be in debt to one of my most favorite people on the planet. I cannot express how thankful I am for her knowledge, patience and guidance in the last eight years. my OB is one of a kind.
it was four years ago this week that we found out we were pregnant.
I took a test at three in the morning because I couldn’t stand to wait any longer.
that one single positive outweighed the hundreds of negative before it.
not a single story of infertility is alike.
do not be ashamed of this journey. do not let anyone belittle your feelings of defeat. your feelings of loss. your feelings of hopelessness. don’t let anyone try to tell your story for you.
the upmost beauty of it all is that we are not alone.
we stand together.