July 17 2009: I got my period, which officially meant we were not pregnant. It was a Friday and that night, Joe and I spent a lot of time reflecting and truly reconnecting with one another about what we wanted in life. The pain that had consumed us for so long, we almost seemed to come to terms with that night. We decided we would move forward with one more IUI, but then a break was needed. I definitely was losing who I was. I had become so sad.
Our new gluten free diet was working well. We felt really good and clear headed.
On that Saturday, we spent a glorious day together at Water Country. No cell phones...no worries...no stress. We just had each other. We spent the rest of that month having a blast together. We focused on each other and the food we put into our bodies. On July 31st, we had what would be our final IUI, which as we all know produced the son we were meant to have.
As I began this blog entry, Joe came down into the office to tell me how amazingly lucky we are to have such a wonderful son. Joe and I are truly so connected, as I had literally just begun this entry.
This year, July 17, 2010: Our son is napping in his swing and we are reflecting on what a wonderful blessing he is in our lives. A year can bring so much change. We were meant to go through what we went through to have him. It brought Joe and I closer and stronger as a couple. And lets face it, there is only one Maddox and I would not trade him for ANYTHING. He was meant for us, so conception date July 31, 2009 was when we were meant to conceive.
Have a great weekend everyone!
