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I have decided it's finally time for me to join the ranks of countless other less-than-fertile women in the blogosphere. This process has been long and tiresome, but God has opened my eyes and heart to a few things that I would not fully appreciate otherwise. I plan to share these things here, as best I can, in hopes of providing something relatable to others who may find themselves unwittingly trapped in this journey that they did not choose.

I also plan to use this blog as a way to update friends and family on the progress of our treatments. Infertility is a constant cyclical ocean of weird emotions, and I've realized that I'm not always in the right state of mind to discuss these things in person. I figure some of these things will just be easier to communicate in writing. If you know me and love me, please know that I am by no means offended or annoyed by your questions; rather, I know that your interest means that you care. I just have a hard time talking about it sometimes.

Along with the inherent difficulties, infertility carries with it moments of joy and profound growth. They often appear in the darkest, dustiest corners of day to day life – glimmering like a forgotten earring you might discover beneath your dresser. I believe that my faith in God is what enables me to find these moments and embrace them. I also believe that keeping a sense of humor in crappy circumstances will pay dividends toward my sanity!

So, welcome to my blog, and thank you for your love and support!

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  1. you KNOW how much i love you and am praying for you and Mike. I pray that God's will is to bless you with a precious little one.

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