With the exception of a brief period in high school when I realized women tear "down there" and that fear overruled rational thought, I've been sure of one thing. I want kids. A big clan of a family like the one I grew up in.
So here we are. My guy and I. Strolling our way down the kids path. Turns out it's a crooked and winding road, and we may have to scale a few mountains before we get there.
There's a lot I'm not sure of, and at times I can't clearly see our destination... but I am bound and determined to enjoy the journey. Otherwise, what's the point?
It is once again National Infertility Awareness Week, or NIAW, and the
theme this year is Leave Your Mark. While I write and talk about
infertility all the...
5 hours ago
Hi,
ReplyDeleteMy husband and I (well, I guess more him...) have Male factor infertility. I wish all the best for you.
Oh, and we had to cut out Chipotle too. Hard!
I look forward to following you.