Last week my husband went in to get checked again. He's gone in several times to get checked. They've been watching his count, and also his different hormone and testosterone levels... They use to be nonexistent because of a medication he was taking. And then they changed that medication and checked him again. He was up, but not to where he needed to be. So they started him on another... and then he had to go off it again to see if it had jump started his natural ones. Well, Friday he went in to get the results from his test last week. They're still not high enough and the doctor doesn't want to have him on it long term, because of side effects. He told my husband that we basically have a one in a million chance of getting pregnant. 😢

He said that if we want to continue to try to conceive we can go to my doctor and try to get a referral to a fertility specialist, but the closest ones to us, are 6 hours away.

So Friday was a very emotional day. We hugged, we cried, and we have decided that our next step to growing our family is adoption.

Which adoption was always an option we were willing to look into (both my husband and his sister were adopted, as well as two of my nephew's). Now we just need to get that process started... and figure out how to pay for it.

We are trying very hard to think positive... But there are moments when that is difficult. I have always wanted a baby. :(