You grow up, get married and have babies....right? That is what my Catholic, Italian family was all about. I am one of six in my family. Having babies for my mom was easy (obviously), my two older sisters have children (5 total). Why me? Why can't I have a biological child of my own? Oh--sounds like an easy question huh? Well...nope....not so much.
I look back at my adult life and wonder if God put me in certain jobs and situations to prepare me for the infertility battle. To prepare me to open my heart to adoption. First job out of college, my boss struggled with infertility and ended up adopting two beautiful boys from Russia and years later had a biological son. Second job working for an agency that does adoptions. Third job, my bosses daughter has PCOS and adopts twins from local agency and friend at work adopts two boys from Poland to add to his 3 biological children. Fourth job, two people in our office have had fertility issues and have been blessed with biological children. Should I hit my head against the wall trying to figure out the answer to "why me" or should I just accept it.... Coincidence?
NOPE--it is God and he is good.
Fast forward to today---Hi, my name is Marilyn and I have PCOS. My wonderful husband Cullen and I have experienced 3 failed IUI's and 1 failed IVF. We are officially waiting to be placed with a child through domestic open adoption. It is through God's grace that we patiently wait for the right birthmom and child to enter into our life.
FF: Chili & Cornbread
7 years ago

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