Impatiently Waiting for our Miracle(s)

Reid and I starting “trying” to get pregnant in August of 2014. We married in March of 2014. I was 28, going on 29 when I finally convinced Reid that it was time. Using the word “finally” here seems strange since we were only married for 5 months at that point, but I had been ready for kids since we started dating. Something in me told me that we would have some struggles. I knew my mom had troubles, and thought I would as well. Reid was afraid that we’d end up pregnant the first month we tried. Boy was he wrong (he loves when I remind him of that). 9 frustrating months later (April of 2015), we were so excited to have a positive pregnancy test. I don’t even want to tell you how much I spent on tests that first 9 months. Now I buy in bulk on Amazon. (If you’re trying, I highly recommend you order these , waaaayyyy cheaper) Anyways, I digress. The day before I took a test, I was getting a spray tan for a weekend on the lake. During the tanning session, I had to sit down several times...

After 2 ½ years of struggling with infertility, and 3 pregnancy losses, I’ve decided it’s time to start a blog. Throughout the process, we’ve tried to be as open and honest as possible. Even when that makes others feel uncomfortable. I feel like our friends and family are getting better about understanding what we’re going through, and what to say or do to “help” us, but I still feel like it’s a struggle at times. I still feel as though some avoid reaching out to us because it’s too hard for them, or they just don’t know the exact right thing to say. I still feel as though some think we should keep it a secret, and not share so much with so many people. I still feel like some treat it as a “private” matter that we’re going through, and they don’t want to intrude. Let me tell you what got me here today, the day after my 2 nd D&C, 3 rd pregnancy loss, and I’m not a ridiculous mess. And that’s crazy to me. How am I not a total wreck? How am I not stuck in bed, crying uncontrollabl...