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My DH and I started trying to conceive when we were married for two years....I had the "perfect" husband, the "perfect" job....and I couldn't wait to have my "perfect" children yada yada. When it didn't happen within a year and a half or so, I went to the doctors and started a long road of infertility treatments. Each time I didn't get pg, I was devastated.
Then I did get pg. I found out my expected due date was my dearly departed nana's 100th birthday. A sign from God! But it wasn't meant to be and I went thru a horrible miscarriage.
I was literally "kookoo" and just said to DH that I really wanted to explore adoption (DH is adopted as well). He was quite hesitant. The day we went to the agency for orientation, it was just "overwhelming" to think, maybe just maybe...I'll never forget the SW saying to me something that no doctor ever could, "You WILL be a mom." And I cried like a baby (I did a lot of crying in those days!).
Less than five months later we were "matched" with DD's birth parents. I'll never forget going to meet them and their daughter and having DD's birth mom give me her ultrasound picture. (More crying.).
Then we got "the" call from DD's birth mom. She was in labor and wanted us to come to the hospital (about an hour away). When we started driving, it was gray and rainy. As we started getting closer to the hospital, the sun came out. DD's birth mom asked if I would stay in for the L & D....I will never forget my daughter's first appearance in the world and I was asked to cut the cord. The nurse looked at me and looked at DD and said, "I can't believe it. You have the exact same dimples."
When I brought DD out to meet DH, he saw her and started bawling and I almost crumpled to my knees.
My daughter is the absolute love of my life. I never knew how deeply I could love someone until I met her. Every day she brings me joy (and sometimes pain!). I am so blessed and I don't take one thing...not one little thing...for granted. Oh, and DH, now "thanks God" for our infertility because he says he cannot imagine not being the Daddy to DD (she has him wrapped around her little finger!).
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