To all my TTC friends, I promise, there is light at the end of the tunnel.

I started on my first TTC journey when I was 26 and went through the standard procedures and emotional roller coasters. 26-year-olds aren’t supposed to have trouble getting pregnant. Right?? Turns out, not the case (as you know). A little over 12 months later, after a super-fun round of fertility treatments, I gave birth to the most precious twins ever, Jack and Emma.

Three years after that, I got divorced. I’ll spare you the details but let’s just say single-mom parenting was just as nightmare-ish as you’d imagine. Let’s just say, times were tough and I wasn’t sure if there was a light at the end of the tunnel.  Turns out, there was. His name was Geoffrey. Surely, I thought, if he and I decided to expand our family with another, it’d be easy. There’s no way I’d have to go through that twice…

FALSE!  On top of the normal fertility issues, we learned that we had some genetic issues that made things a bit more complicated. My husband and I couldn’t talk to each other without falling apart, and at the tail end when the doctor called to say we had a healthy baby, we simply exploded.

I’m 35 weeks now, with a giant healthy baby bump. I couldn’t be more thankful and appreciative for this community who shares their honesty and emotions with others. This didn’t exist my first time around and being able to relate to others and hear their journeys has made a world of difference. To all my TTC friends, I promise, there is light at the end of the tunnel.