I have been reading a lot of posts regarding people going through infertility. My thoughts and prayers go out to those who are suffering through this journey.

I was reading some of the comments of these people and was thinking how could people be so cruel. Why do they have to write such horrible things to someone who is telling what they are feeling.

My husband and I suffered through infertility for ten years and even though we shared our feelings with a lot of friends and family, we never received negative feedback.

Going through infertility is hard enough on a couple, do we really have to deal with the harsh and negative comments?

Remember one thing in life when you feel you need to comment on someones blog about THEIR feelings,- if you have never been in that persons shoes be thankful for what you have and offer a prayer for what they don’t have!!

My husband had suggested I go to the beauty salon and have my hair done for Mother’s Day.  I think he suggested this to get me out of the house so that he can work with the kids making crafts for me for Mother’s Day.  I was happy he did, because I needed a new hair color change.  It has been a long time since I have had this done.

While I was driving there, I was thinking of when I was going through my IVF cycles.  I was on my very last IVF try.  I say last IVF try because my doctor told me that I didn’t have to many more follicles to produce after this cycle.  I was already on the strongest meds I could be on to produce.

A couple of weeks after I had the transfer of my embryos I went to have my hair done.  My hairdresser (Teresa) who I have used for several years started working on my hair and asked what I was using different on it.

I advised her the same old stuff as always.  She asked how my IVF was coming along.  I explained that I just had a transfer done.  She began to smile at me and tell me, “I know something that you don’t know”.  I of course had no idea what she was talking about, but wanted to know what she could possibly know that I didn’t.

Teresa asked me if I had my pregnancy test done yet.  I told her I was due for it in a couple of days.  She then told me that she bet a Million dollars that I was pregnant.  She said she could tell by how my hair looked and felt… She said that the baby was taking a lot of nutrients from my hair.

Well of course hearing this I couldn’t wait for the test.  The day finally came and I had my pregnancy test and sure enough I was pregnant!  Shortly after that I had our ultrasound done and was told that we were expecting TRIPLETS.  I called Teresa and told her I was going to have triplets and she said this would explain the reason that my hair was so (let’s say fried).

Whenever Teresa would comment on my hair I would ask if she knew something I didn’t!

While my husband Jack and I were going through our infertility journey I often wondered what he was thinking.  We of course talked, but I don’t think he really let me know how he felt about a lot of  things in the beginning.

In the beginning we had a lot of fun trying to get pregnant.  We laughed, prayed and cried together.  We knew after a year that something was wrong.  Jack of course said that it could be him, bless his soul, but I knew it was me.

It was getting really frustrating while we went through massage therapy, artificial insemination, surgery without getting pregnant.  We finally went through IVF.  Jack and I had been a pretty happy couple and now we found ourselves arguing a lot more than usual.  I often wondered if he just wanted to stop it all and give up.

It wasn’t until we both finally broke down and had a heart to heart talk about what we really wanted in life and what it was going to take especially from BOTH of us to get there.  We found out that we both wanted that one time when it might just work.  Anytime someone goes through difficult times it is hard to express to one another how you really feel.  I found out that Jack really wanted to go through whatever it took to get us a baby, he just was frustrated with having to go through so much to get there.  So many disappointments, and what seemed like false hope.  He just ached as much for a baby as I did.  We found that going through the final stages of IVF brought us together again.  We were bound and determined to not give up on having a baby and not give up on each other.

After ten long years of infertility, a miscarriage, and my very last attempt at IVF  (do to not having enough follicles to produce), I am happy to say that we we blessed with triplets.  This was the joy of our lives, and I hope that this inspires you not to give up, stick together, and never give up your faith.

Only you can decide when enough is enough, for us we were able to overcome our obstacles and manage to come together as a couple and determine when and what we would do if the last IVF cycle didn’t work.