My Story

 Growing up I always told my dad that I wanted to adopt children from mommies that don’t want their babies. As an adult it’s hard to believe that might be my only option. Throughout my teens and my younger twenties I never thought I would want kids. I watched my sister raise her kids and even helped. I always said this is not for me. I loved going out and having no responsibilities. Then I fell in love and I got married. 

I always knew something was wrong with me, I NEVER HAD A REGULAR PERIOD. Well actually, I had a very regular period until depo...after depo my period was gone. It was great as a young woman exploring life, but not so much now. 

We have been married for three years and it has been three years of frustration, heartache and disappointment. I have watched friends who literally didn’t want kids get pregnant and I watched my 40 year old sister get pregnant again. The pain is something I wouldn’t even wish upon my worst enemy. The feeling of being a failure because you can’t be the daughter your mom wants to provide a grandchild, the wife to give your husband a baby. I’ve done acupuncture, chinese herbal medicine, uterus massage from a sobradora, prayed more than ever, lit candles, used crystals, i even walked a labyrinth in the rain and still I wait. The only thing i haven’t gave up is hope because i know one day it will happen! And as heartbreaking as this journey has been...in the end it will all be worth it.