If only it were just about the birds and the bees.

Let me set the scene...it was September 10th, my birthday.  I was on my second round of IUI.  If anyone knows me, you know that I love my birthday.  Not because it is about me or celebrating me...but it is a day I usually get to spend talking to family and friends on phone and/or doing a fun dinner with friends from all different circles in one space. But like everything else, i.e. holidays and celebrations, during my infertility journey, my birthday was no exception.  I was in the middle of taking Clomid and I am sure my nurse told me the side effects, but I have no recollection of them.  I woke up on the morning of September 10th MAD . My sweet husband put out birthday decorations, had a nice card, and a present. And, I wanted NOTHING to do with that.  He asked me to open my presents which he had went and picked out some costume jewelry.  Then, my BIG present was tickets to So You Think You Can Dance for me and a friend. Was I excited because I LOVE SYTYCD and dancing in gene

It has literally been 5 years since I posted.  Lots has happened.  I had twin boys.  WOOHOO!!! Mason and Jack.  Praise God. Looking back, I can see over 10 drafts of blogs I started, but did not have the heart or maybe energy to finish.  I went into some serious dark holes during my fertility battle and an even crazier pregnancy. People always said I would forget everything that led up to having my boys once they were here.  They were totally wrong.  I have not forgotten what it took for these precious gifts from God to get here.  However, they were totally worth it.  I can also look back and see how God was totally faithful. My story is not my own and I have always felt led to finish and hopefully give someone in the midst of the battle with fertility or a difficult pregnancy some HOPE, a laugh, and to remember you are not alone. #fertility #twins #IVF #IUI #pregnancy #pregnant