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My husband and I were married in 2003, but we needed to delay pregnancy because I had to have two major jaw surgeries (neither of which were covered by government healthcare).
My husband and I found out the month after we were married that we were pregnant. I was surprised that it had happened so quickly, and we were ecstatic about it.
Shaun and I got married in 2013. We married quickly as we had waited so long to find each other. I was 34 and he was 38.
In 2011 my husband and I decided that we would like to start a family. My cycles were like clockwork, we were young (both under the age of 30) and healthy.
Never did I think I would ever have troubles conceiving. I see it all the time. Everyone is announcing their newest arrival. Babies are everywhere, especially in my family.
Some people are born nurturers. I was one of those. As a child, I enjoyed playing with dolls and pretending they were my babies.
Infertility is often described as a journey, and that couldn’t be more accurate way to describe the steps it took to conceive our beautiful daughter, Ellie.
My husband, Matthew, and I have been trying to conceive for six and a half years. We have a double whammy of me having PCOD and him having a low sperm count.
We started trying to get pregnant shortly before we got married, anticipating some difficulty because I had some thyroid and other health issues.
I sit here on a Sunday afternoon. My three boy angels are out for some “boyz time”. This post has been a long time coming.
In July of 2011, we decided it was time to start trying for baby number 2, with expectations that it would likely take longer this time.
I remember early on in life my desire to be a dad, and as I became older and more accepting of the fact that I was gay, these feelings quickly became clouded in doubt.
My name is Melissa, and I’ve been married to my husband, Joe, since 2000. We started dating on my 17th birthday and just knew that we’d be together forever!
Hannah Margaret was born on December 9th, 2011, and it was the greatest day of our lives.
Hi, my name is Charlene. My husband, Greg, and I met in 2007. Our relationship was love at first sight. I know how cliché that sounds, but it felt right.
This may well be the most challenging post I’ve ever written. No, scratch that. It was fairly easy to write, but it took some time to gain the courage to hit the publish button.
I am standing in a four plex arena watching my husband play hockey. Mothers push strollers while their babies are wrapped tight in blankets.
When my husband and I decided to start our family, we never thought we would have any trouble getting pregnant.
Playing house, dolls, and dress-up was where my dream began, almost like it was known from the beginning that I’d live to become a mother.
For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be a mom. I was the oldest of four children. I spent a lot of time watching them grow. Little did I know the struggle I would have.
I would say this club is exclusive, but with statistics saying that 1 in 6 couples are dealing with the pain of infertility, I know this can’t be true.
When I was 26 years old, Matt and I married. I had also been diagnosed with severe Crohn’s/Colitis disease only two months before my wedding.
Kyle and I started dating in 2009, were engaged in 2011, and married in September 2012. Early in 2011, I started having problems.
Since July 2011, when we were married, my husband and I have led, on the face of things, a pretty charmed life.
In June 2010, my husband and I embarked on our journey to start a family. Little did we know how long and hard this journey would be.
My story started 10 years ago, when I turned 30. For several years prior, I was on and off again with my boyfriend, who is now my husband.
My story began in 1999, when I became pregnant and it turned out to be ectopic. I almost ruptured my tube, had emergency surgery, had no idea what was happening.
Everyday is a struggle! Even though my husband and I have stopped trying because we can no longer afford the cost of treatment, I still want a baby.
I am infertile. Most people don’t expect it, but I did. I always had a feeling that I would never be pregnant.
My husband and I got married after we finished math degrees in Ontario, him a masters, me with my bachelors.
Our story starts seven years ago, when we first got married and wanted to have a family. Our doctor suggested we try a full year before we looked into fertility treatments.
At the end of 2005 my husband, Ryan, and I decided the time had come for us to expand our family.
My husband and I met in church when I was 14, and by the time I was 19, we were head-over-heels in love and engaged.
My husband Jeff and I were married in October 2010, but we started our TTC story two years before our wedding date.
My name is Lana, and my husband is Scott Comeau. We have been dating since 2006. We married in 2008 and TTC since 2008.
I always knew that I wanted to be a mom. I wanted to stay at home and raise a family. I never anticipated that becoming pregnant would be a struggle.
I had intended to send in our story in the spring, ahead of Infertility Awareness Month in May, but thought better of it.