I started a blogspot once when I was dealing with infertility, but then let it expire! I guess I gave up when we decided to adopt! We now have our 2 beautiful kids! E is our biological daughter. We had only been married 9 months when I found out I was pregnant. After a LONG and extremely complicated pregnancy where I lost her twin at 20 weeks, and had a life or death surgery at 24 weeks pregnant, she was delivered just fine! She is now almost 6! I was left with only one ovary and tube, making conceiving again almost impossible!

When she was about 15 months, we decided to start trying again! 5 months later we got pregnant! But I knew right from the start that something was terribly wrong! We found out it was ectopic and possibly leaving me extremely infertile, though the Dr.s didn't want to admit it yet. I then proceeded to chart my temps and do OPKs! Everything showed that I was ovulating. So I decided to go get help from an RE.

The Re preformed all the tests and nothing was conclusive as to why we were getting pregnant. The final assessment was that because of all the scarring in my abdomen, that is why I can not get pregnant. We decided at that point to just give up and not pursue IVF! We didn't actively try to get pregnant anymore, but did fix any problems that came along (Such as uterine polyps).

In May of 2007 C asked me what I wanted for Mother's Day I simply replied, "To go to the free informational meeting at Hope's Promise (an adoption agency near us)". I'm not sure if it shocked him or if he was ready himself. So we went the next time they had one. The following day C texted that he had looked into things and was ready to start too! I was soo shocked that I made him think that I wasn't happy with his choice!

We started the process right away! It seemed like things took forever with the paperwork and Homestudy. But, honestly, by August 2007 it was all done and we were in the "pool" of waiting adoptive parents! Right away our book was shown for twin girls, but we weren't chosen. Then it wasn't until December until our book was shown again. This was really hard to our egos! We wondered what was wrong with us. But also, if we had chosen the wrong agency? I mean only 2 birth families in 4 months?

In January 2008, I emailed our caseworker (like I did every month) to see what the stats were (ie. how many adoptive families in the "pool" and birth moms?) I didn't usually like the answer. This time was different! There were more birth families than they had adoptive families! This made life seem better. Not only that, but we got a call from another caseworker in the agency that there was a 8 month old Baby Girl that was being put up for adoption and was wondering if we were interested. After a LONG talk with C, we decided to go for her! The caseworker would be showing her birth mom books the following Tuesday morning!

As with every possibility I was on pins and needles! Monday evening, we got a call from our caseworker. She had a Baby Boy that had been born on Saturday and was being given up for adoption as well! They would be showing the birth parents the books in the morning to look at! C and I had to so some major research about the circumstances, but decided to try for the little boy as well! So there were 2 possibilities in 24 hours!!! Talk about no sleeping and on pins and needles!

The next morning, we saw that it had blizzarded during the night. We were told that for the boy, they would be showing the books at 10am that morning. All morning and noon C asked if he should call our caseworker. I kept saying no, don't bug them, it probably was the snow. At 2:30 I couldn't handle it anymore and so C called her! She told him that the birth parents had just took a walk to think about things and should be back in about 20 minutes.

20 minutes passed, then 40, then an hour.......still nothing. My parents were waiting with us at our house. I told them that they probably had chosen and to go on home. They agreed thinking if they had chosen already, and we weren't picked we would be the last to hear. That the agency probably called the ones picked first. About 20 minutes after they left, C got a call on his work cell. I didn't think anything about it, as it was his WORK cell! Until I heard him say, "So where do we pick up our son???"

I must have looked like a crazy woman! I grabbed my cell phone and called my sister (who had been calling all day). I then called my parents and told them to TURN around!! I was crying so hard and running around the house trying to get the car seat and an outfit. Finally, after C got all the information, he was able to tell me everything he knew! We went flying out the door to get him! My parents asked if there was anything we needed. I told me all I could think of that was needed that night.....mainly diapers and bottles!

Of course, it was rush hour and getting to the hospital was the longest trip I have ever made in my life! I just wanted to get there already! Our caseworker met with us in the lobby of the hospital. Then we got to go up to see him. She lead us into a Lactation room and the nurse was getting him for us. We could hear a baby screaming, I just knew that was him. But I didn't care if he screamed everyday, I was just soo excited to have another baby. When the nurse wheeled him in, he was sound asleep and didn't have a care in the world! We got to meet his birth mom and we chatted for like 2 hours. It was a little scary and I didn't know what to do. When she walked in, I asked her if she wanted to hold him. She held him the whole time we talked, until the nurse told us that we had to go. Then she handed him to me, to put him in his car seat.

Then we all came home about 8:00 on February 5! My parents were waiting! I was soo excited that I ended up throwing up. That is a normal occurance for me when I get too excited! LOL! I had looked into nursing an adopted baby. I ordered the supplies and within a week was doing that! I loved the bonding!

At the end of May, I found out I was pregnant!!! WHAT!?? I was told it wasn't possible!!!! I was in shock and sooo excited to know that we would 2 babies less than a year apart! Also, my best friend was due 2 weeks before me! We went straight to the Dr. She confirmed I was pregnant and referred me to an OB/GYN. I went to the new and took more blood. I was given a horrible call! My numbers had dropped and I was losing the pregnancy! It was the most horrible week I had ever had! I was mad! I was pissed at God! I felt tricked and teased and it sucked! I really didn't handle it well!