You probably agree with the title. But maybe for completely different reasons than I mean. Before Trista and I posted anything to Facebook or created a GoFundMe account, we both considered what we were doing very carefully. It may not seem like it, but that was not an easy thing for us to do. Anyone who knows me, knows I am pretty much an open book; if you look up the word "transparency" in the dictionary there would be a picture of me next to it. Trista on the other hand, is not a sharer, not by a longshot. She likes to quietly contemplate, and rarely opens up, except to a select few, and even that can be a struggle. But in this area of my life I mirrored Trista. I was a complete failure at getting my wife pregnant and becoming a father. It's not that I can't talk about my failures, but this wasn't like other struggles in my life. Other times, there were things I could do to improve the skill or learn more about it. I was stuck, literally going thro
The Journey so Far I have absolutely hated this experience and would love, nothing more than to just be watching television, or going for a long run, or being forced to walk barefoot in a dark room with legos scattered on the floor, but that would be doing a disservice to part of the reason I feel my wife and I have gone through this painful, heart-wrenching, frustrating journey. I am writing this because as we went through this I saw my wife had posted and shared multiple blogs and entries from women who had shared their experiences for other women to find solace in, but I couldn't find that. Men are often overlooked when it comes to childbirth or fertility, or lack thereof. So this is part of our story from my perspective. My wife, Trista and I were married in October of 2011 and had all our plans laid out. We would enjoy some "us" time and then after a couple of years we would have a baby. We both thought it would be as simple as removing the barriers we had