It’s me, I’ve got you……

My husband and I can attest to the stress and strains infertility brings to a relationship. The inability to conceive when it is all one wants is shattering.

There is a point in my relationship that I thought I had failed as a wife, because the only way I could find a solution to having a baby was through science. The fun, spontaneous and wild sex life became a monotonous, well timed chore. I wondered why my husband was still around, when he could go out there and find a 'complete & capable' woman.

'May the seed fall on fertile ground (soil)', our best man's toast to us on our wedding day. Sigh😌😌😌😌.

Our journey to having the fertile ground (soil) has been ANYTHING but traditional. The journey consisted of medication (injections), blood tests, frequent & unpredictable visits to the clinic, ultrasounds, acupuncture, surgical procedures, emotional, mental & physical toll and financial burden. There were times I thought to myself why this man, a father of two already was willing to go through this miserable journey with me. His response would always be; 'it's me, and I have got you'

On days when all I could do was cry, he gave me no pressure to stop nor belittle my feelings. Mind you, I did most of the crying in my very small bathroom☺️. He would just sit and listen. He would allow me to wallow in my thoughts, or listen to my very sad songs the whole journey in the car. I still don't know today what I did to deserve this man but I am sure grateful that I was blessed with him. He knows every set back, every tear, every heart ache but still chose this marriage ...

For anyone going through the most, I hope you too have support be it a partner, parent or friend..