This is not a pretty story. But it is my story, and I love it. Now. For at least 75% of our marriage, my husband and I dealt with infertility.
We were married for a year, and because of my progressing endometriosis, we moved forward plans to grow our family about a year after we got married. Fast forward three more years, more failed rounds of fertility treatments than I have fingers, a major surgery, three specialists in three different cities, tens of thousands of doll
In the heat of late August and two days past my due date I was determined to get labor moving. I had been having Braxton hicks for a week and was already 3 centimeters dilated. My doula and I met up for a walk around our local University campus. Despite the summer sun and high temperatures, I walked for hours with no progress. That evening my contractions began getting stronger and I was bouncing and singing to my son hoping to convince him to move down. Little did I know tha