A New Chapter
After IUI #2 failed, I was devastated. I was just so sad. I didn't want to go on social media, I didn't want to go out in public, and I didn't really want to talk to anybody. I felt like every time I went out, someone would inquire about when we were going to have kids. Those questions broke my heart a little more each time. One night my husband and I were sitting on the couch. With tears rolling down my face, I told him I was done. I was done trying to have kids. I was mentally and physically exhausted. I couldn't handle any more bad news. I couldn't handle any more medications, blood draws, or doctors visits. I was just done. I apologized over and over again that I couldn't have kids. I told him I didn't want to go through with another IUI and that I took the two failed IUI's as a sign that kids just weren't in His plan for us. He calmly said "It's okay. Don't give up. Giving up isn't an option." When heading into IUI #2, ...