Yesterday was my 38th birthday and it was the day I started filling out the paperwork for adoption. It was a day of happiness and sadness. Sadness being I turned 38 and still no baby in my arms. We learned that my body will most likely destroy any fetus that tries to grown inside me due to the auto-immune disease. It was frustrating mainly because we spent so much time and $$$ on fertility treatments and procedures for so many years, and I now look back and think that all could have been put towards adoption. But I am strong, I will move on and put all my energy into finding that perfect little girl, whom I will call my own.
Thats it for my very first blog entry, look forward to sharing many more thoughts.
