I met my now husband in 2009 after yet another failed relationship and wasn’t looking for anything serious. I had just finished my associate’s degree after getting sidetracked for a few years and was focusing on myself and not a relationship. A few months in our not so serious relationship got serious and we had the “kids” discussion early on. Kids were a dealbreaker for me at 23 years of age, and I wasn’t getting involved in yet another relationship that would fail because we had different core values and wants. He wanted kids as well and over the next five years our relationship would continue to grow.
We got married just after our 5th anniversary. In that time we adopted 3 dogs, I finished both my bachelors and master’s degrees, started my career, and we were waiting to close on our first home. We we ready to grow our family and have children. We started trying 3 months after we got pregnant. Little did we know that we were about to embark on the longest and most draining rollercoaster ride of infertility.
After 4 years we finally got pregnant and welcomed our miracle son with the help of medical intervention just shy of 5 years after we started trying. Then almost 2 years later we added to our family with our daughter. And now we are waiting for our tie-breaker to arrive in a few months, another little girl. We bought a bigger home as we found out we were expecting to give us room to grow. I’d like to say our family is complete as I approach 40, but I was set with 2 children and now we’re having a third. We’re just now seeing what life has for us.
Life’s Little Miracles 