I always wanted 2 kids. I got pregnant fairly quickly the first time around, so I thought it would be a piece a cake the second go round. We started trying for baby #2 in January 2011, with the hopes of having a baby soon after Hudson’s 3rd birthday. One problem… I couldn’t get pregnant. A year went by, so I made an appointment with my gynecologist. After undergoing a number of tests I was sent to a fertility specialist.
By this time, I was OBSESSED with getting pregnant. One day I woke up and realized the rest of my life was suffering because of it. I felt depressed, and I realized I was too busy stressing about it to enjoy my son. Here I was… wanting another baby so badly, that I was neglecting the healthy, happy, miracle I had already been given.