Four letters changed our lives on March 12, 2013. It was a damp, snowy day. I pulled into the parking lot of a local fertility specialist’s office. I was so nervous pulling up to the building that I had to take a couple deep breaths as I felt the anxiety pulsing through my veins. My heart was racing. The snow started to collect on my windshield. I pulled up the hood on my coat and ran into the building. The receptionist checked me in after having me fill out numerous forms and disclosures. My hopes were high, and I was just ready to get my exam over with. I sat down in the waiting room and my heart was racing. I thought it was from running through the parking lot and dodging puddles of … [Read more...]