The purpose of this blog is to document my fertility treatment journey. I am 25 years old and have been trying to conceive a baby with my husband for over 2 years and have sadly experienced one miscarriage and a chemical pregnancy. We have recently discovered that I have Poly-Cystic ovaries and are using fertility treatments and acupuncture to help us add a little one to our family. Monday, March 19, 2012. Not sure if anyone is still out there. but we have our miracle babies! Avery on Left, Connor on Right.

When two is not better than one. Great Links for Infertility Help and Knowlegde. Monday, April 4, 2011. I need a positive blog. Home study is almost complete. Hubby and I go in this week for fingerprinting and are working on writing our Dear Birthmother letter. Hubby and I sat down for several hours and got no further than the first paragraph. Sunday, March 13, 2011.

Searching for positivity in the face of infertility. June 4, 2013 in DEIVF. I thought if I made a list of my fears I might be able to move forward a little better. But then, we have this one li.

Too much information will certainly be shared. Lying down in front of the bulldozers. Proper April weather for Blighty. I would usually feel a lot better if I had a shower or went for a walk. None of it will move. This is what a walk in.

Just a rooster blogging about fertility from a male perspective. So, full of optimism and hope in the expertise of the fertility clinic and with very little done in the way of research, discussion forums and so on, we flew 1300 miles from London, UK to Kiev, Ukraine in August 2006. We were driven through the suburbs of the City and were dropped in one of two hotels. So with Mrs Rooster up in stirrup.

Monday, October 15, 2012. First trip to the ER. We had our first trip to the ER yesterday. 6 hours, 4 needle sticks and 3 shots of antibiotic later. It could be a common cold virus. The good thing is, he is acting fine, eating, peeing, pooping all fine. So we continue to wait. Wednesday, October 10, 2012. SJ is doing very well.

Finding out that having children is harder than they told me it would be. One more thing for today. A beautiful, precious gift of a baby.