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Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Since We Last Spoke...

September 2016 was the last time I shared my broken heart. Here is the story to the rest of our journey...
We celebrated the holidays that year with empty arms. It was not an easy end of the year. Despite our last miscarriage, we really grew as a couple. We wanted to go into the next year and conquer all the things that had been on our minds. The beginning of a new year is supposed to be all about fresh starts, new beginnings, change and all things good. So we kissed to bring in the new year, to bring our fresh starts, and new beginnings.

That is absolutely not how 2017 started for us. On the 1st of January, we got a call that my grandpa had a heart attack. This is the man who took part in raising me, and would still to this day, give me the shirt off his back. So you can just imagine the hurt that was felt on that day. We jumped in a car and drove a 1000 miles to be with him during his recovery. I spent almost a whole month by my grandpa's side, and we made some amazing new memories that I'll always cherish. Thankfully he was gaining his strength back and made an amazing recovery!
Back in Texas, Stephen's family was getting the terrible news that his Great grandmother only had a few months to live. We were again broken, to say the least. I didn't know Momo for very long... but you wouldn't have been able to tell. She loved me and treated me like one of her own from day one. The next few months were full of family time, and lots of love. The family surrounded Momo in her last days of life, caring for her every need, taking in every last bit of wisdom. She promised blessing were to come and there is no doubt that she was right. Momo entered into eternity on March 22, 2017. She is greatly missed and I feel so honored that I got to know and love such an incredible woman.
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During all of this hardship and grieving, Stephen and I were still dealing with our infertility. There were lots of doctor visits, blood draws, and ultrasounds... but still no answers. I was prescribed fertility meds... as a last resort to more drastic measures. I took one round of clomid during the month of February and our minds were just not in it. The journey was put on hold, to take some time with family and to get things back in order. This was not an easy choice but we are forever grateful we made that choice. Once we felt like things calmed back down, we decided to give the meds one more try. On the morning of April 17th, 2017 I took a cheap dollar store pregnancy test. My period was due the next day and I had to "double check" before calling the doctor to fill my script.
To be continued.... 

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