I wanted to share my story as I'm sure many women are in similar situations! Here I go...

Three years ago my husband and I found out we were pregnant. My period was always so irregular so I wasn't watching for it. We were over the moon excited and not at all nervous! A few weeks after we found out I started spotting brown that eventually turned pink and then bright red. We found out that our little soul had passed on at around 6 weeks along. I was devastated. My pop pop had also passed away during that time, so it was an even harder period of time. My husband was trying to be strong for us both and not feel anything. After all, we hadn't even heard a heartbeat.

Around 6 months later, we found out we were pregnant again. Again, we were ecstatic, but this time there was a certain nervousness about it. I was terrified we would miscarry again. Unfortunately, my husbands uncle passed away during this time, and I started spotting the day of his funeral. I was beside myself and again, we miscarried. One year passed and nothing happened. We decided to seek out a fertility specialist. They put me in Femara and had me use OPK's. 3 cycles passed and the meds were working but we didn't get pregnant. I was diagnosed with PCOS and lost hope even more. A few months later we decided to try an <a href="https://glowing.com/glow-fertility-program">IUI</a> cycle. I randomly got my period and at that point we decided to try to get healthier and lose weight first-- no fertility drugs involved. For three months now my husband and I have been consistently going to the gym and eating healthier. it's been hard for me to lose weight but it's steadily coming off. I had a goal weight in mind that I wanted to get to before we started trying again. Two days ago... I got these 3 positive tests. The moral of my story is... sometimes as much as you want something, it may not happen until God knows you are ready for it. Sometimes you have to step aside and look at the big picture. Pregnancy may not have been good for my body 3 years ago and my husband and I weren't as close than as we are now. I'm also a MUCH stronger person from everything that I've been through. Good things come with time, patience, trust, and faith. I am completely putting my baby in God's hands now. Back then, I wasn't even sure if there was a God. I know we all want this SO BAD, but it will only happen when He knows you're ready. Can I please have prayers that we have a sticky bean this time? 😘