I’m a Southern California native in my mid 40’s, now a stay-at-home mom to a strong-willed, stubborn, sweet, loving, bright and hilarious 5 year old boy (conceived through the gift that is IVF/PGD); wife to a loving & funny husband; and owner of a sweet and docile Italian Greyhound.
Because I married and attempted pregnancy later in life (38), I struggled with miscarriages (6), fibroids (5), surgery (3), and infertility treatments (8 IVFs total, 7 OE and 1 DE, + 2 FETs), and had success (cycle #2). My pregnancy was difficult, including a diagnosis of incompetent cervix, emergency cerclage, and five months + one week of complete bed rest at home. Our son was born via planned c-section at 38 weeks.
When our son was five months old, we began trying for a sibling and tried for 18 months to no avail. After a year long holding pattern while we wrangled with what, if anything more to do to bring another child to us (which was the genesis of this blog), my husband and I made the decision to pursue domestic adoption. It was a full circle moment as both my husband and I are adopted. However, after 14 months live with our agency and never placing among a birth mother’s top choices, we had to reconvene, yet again, to see if there was any other way we could bring another child to our family. Enter, donated embryos.