The past 4 years have been very difficult for my husband and I. Although I was more capable of expressing it and less capable of staying positive and keeping the faith like he did. I look at where we are today, 15 weeks and 5 days pregnant, and I feel like I'm "just another story".
When I was going through my struggle of not being able to carry a baby to full term I had a lot of support. All of which was very appreciated. However, I can honestly say I did get tired of hearing the same story over and over again. I kept hearing "so and so had a hard time getting pregnant, and then they stopped trying and it just happened."
Well my situation was very different. I couldn't just ":let it happen." I have to start shots and pills on a certain day or my baby doesn't have a chance to make it. Who knew however, back in April, when we "didn't try" to get pregnant that we would. God told me just to do the shots in case, so I did.
When people ask how it all worked out, I almost hate telling my story because I know someone I am telling my story to feels like I felt back then. All I can do is pray for others, and hopefully provide a support that will somehow let them know I care.
Today I am praying for a very special friend who is going through this right now, and I am praying for my 3 little souls in heaven that I will meet one day.
