This is my account of my journey thus far to having a baby with the man of my dreams that I married 11 years ago. It’s been 3 long difficult years of suffering with infertility.

I decided to write this to remember. Because people always say that you forget the bad, and the whole drama before feels like a distant memory, but I want to know what pain I felt and the joy to come. Because for some reason, god chose for us to go through this, maybe once it’s all over I will understand, but for now, there is nothing worse than where I am right now. Where we are.

Why HOPE? Because that’s what it boils down to really. Hope. Without it we are nothing and with it we are able to go one more second, one more minute, one more hour, one more day, one more week one more month, and in our case one more and another and another year…

Hope is an optimistic attitude of mind that is based on an expectation of positive outcomes related to events and circumstances in one’s life or the world at large. As a verb, its definitions include: “expect with confidence” and “to cherish a desire with anticipation”