About Me

I guess you should know how I got to this point.  Hummmmm....where should I start?  Childhood, teen years, early 20's?  I will start at 18.  I was pregnant at 17, boyfriend (and father of the baby) left me at 6 1/2 months pregnant, stopped seeing my little miracle before she turned a year old and has since signed away his rights and my hubby adopted her.  At 20 I met my hubby and married him shortly thereafter.  We celebrated 12 years of marriage earlier this year.  Shortly after our marriage we discovered we had infertility problems, a HUGE shock to me after my first came so easily (we were preventing, trust me!).  I thought for sure it was hubby, but it wasn't, it was me.  I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS).  Our miracle daughter arrived shortly before my 22nd birthday after several cycles of clomid to conceive.  We are blessed!  Since her birth we have been trying for almost 10 years for another miracle (exactly 10 years next month, June of 2010).  We have done 33 medicated cycles, God must have another plan for us.  In August of 2009 we found out the results of our last fertility treated cycle and it was negative, I was devastated, but ready to try again.  We wanted to take a month or two break and then start with the injections again.  However, God had other plans.  In September of 2009 hubby was diagnosed with Polycystic Kidney Disease and we were told that his function was at about 40% and declining.  In the following months we would have very serious family issues, but I am not going to share those in a public place as they involve my children and that is a line I won't cross.  Oh I almost forgot last January (2009) hubby lost hours and we were living on savings until it ran out just before he was diagnosed (I know you are wondering about those fertility treatments, well our insurance covered almost all of it!).  We are hurting tremendously in so many ways.  I started working two months ago after 12 years of being a stay at home mom.  It is commission based and I'm struggling to make enough to even pay for the gas, but God gave me this job, so I'm going to keep at it.  Here are some of my lemons, with some sugar, my two sweet girls, now let's find some more sugar and make that lemonade!