Here is a great post from my friend Ashlee. We went to high school together and through fabulous Facebook and blogging, we have been able to reconnect and find a common (albeit sad) thread. We both can't have babies. She's a brand new teacher and I just love her! Be sure to show your blog love and go check her out at Savor the Moment. I know I have several readers who struggle with infertility and others with miracle baby stories. Be sure to show your support Lovelies, it takes a lot to share an infertility story.
"I’m so excited to be a guest blogger!! It’s only like my second biggest dream come true. If you like what you read, and want to be my new bestest friend you can check me out at Savor the Moment.
My name is Ashlee and I like to party. But really- I’m a 23 year old kindergarten teacher who is madly
in love with her husband. We’ve been married for 14 months and it has rocked. My husband is the most wonderful guy I know. We compliment each other like peanut butter and jelly, chocolate and peanut butter and Oreos and milk. We’re awesome like that. The only hiccup in our perfect fairytale is that I can’t seem to get pregnant.
We’ve been “trying” for over a year, so medically speaking we’re deemed infertile. I’ve had pretty wacky cycles and since we’ve been married I’ve only had 2 visits from Aunt Flo. Currently, she’s here and has been here for 31 days. I think she’s making up for lost time. But anyways, enough about that. The bottom line is, we want to be parents and we’re not. Plain and simple.
In about 4 weeks I’ll be able to head back to the doctor and hopefully, fingers crossed, get a diagnoses and start on some fertility meds. *fingers crossed*
When I planned out my future I had in no way planned on needing assistance to get pregnant, but
deep down inside I think I’ve known for a really long time that it will take me longer than most.
And I hate it.
Infertility is the single most frustrating experience I’ve ever dealt with. Pregnancy is apart of every day
lives. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t see a pregnant woman, a baby, or a child. Every day is a constant reminder of the things that I don’t have. It’s a slap in the face to see women who take their kids for granted when I know of at least 10 wonderful women, Mrs. S included, that would give anything to be a mommy.
Infertility has challenged by faith, but has yet to break it. If anything it’s given me a greater appreciation for my Heavenly Father and the sacrifice that He made when Jesus Christ was sent to atone for our sins. I ache for a child, I can’t even imagine how He would feel to do what he did. He understands. He totally understands the feelings and the heartache I go through every single day. I find that comforting. Having faith in God also means having faith in His timing.
I know I’ll be a mommy, I just don’t know when. It’s hard to see all of my friends and family getting
pregnant, becoming mommies, and living the life that I wish I had.
But, I’ve realized that I can’t live like that. I have to take life one day at a time, savor every single moment of every single day until my dreams come true. I can’t wallow and envy every single mommy that I see. It’s a little creepy, and I don’t want to be that girl.
My Heavenly Father knows that I want to be a mommy. I know that I want to be a mommy. My husband knows that I want to be a mommy. I don’t need to sit around crying all day so that other people can see how sad I am that I don’t have a baby. So, since I’m no longer in charge of making that happen I will be happy and live my life until that beautiful day comes.
Infertility will not control my life. I won’t let it. Will you?"