Infertility

I've been wanting to post about infertility for awhile now, but it's just taken a bit to get here. Marty and I are coming up on our year mark of trying to grow our family. I thought by this point we'd have another little one in our home or that I'd at least be pregnant--although that's not the case. And it hurts that that's not our reality.

I've shed many, many tears and have felt raw emotions that can be overwhelming at times. I've had feelings of anger, jealousy, disappointment and mostly sadness. It's been stressful and heartbreaking. 

It's been really hard. Knowing that this is part of our journey and that things will work out definitely helps, but it's still hard.

Going through this has given me a chance to rely on others and be more empathetic towards people who also face infertility. I'm grateful for Marty as well as friends and family who have listened, let me cry as I've tried to process, and been there by my side. Prayer has also been a lifeline for me. I've found peace as I've poured out my heart to God. 

I'm not quite sure what the timeline for our family will be, but I'm trying to keep trusting and believing and focusing on gratitude for the wonderful life I've been given.