Very soon I will be pregnant. What a weird saying. Tomorrow I will be pregnant. It seems so simple; so frank. It doesn't begin to tell the story all of us have endured. The countless years of checking our temperatures and getting so frantically excited because it went up a half degree; the countless months of counting the days just so we could baby dance on the "perfect" day; the countless negative HPTs we have seen while we quietly cried in the bathroom; the countless nights wondering if we would ever be called Mommy; the countless doctor's appointments that we so nervously went to just to be told the sad news; the countless birth control pills that made some of us nauseous (me!); the countless needles that pricked our bellies, arms, and hips; the countless prayers and ultra sounds hoping that our follicles were growing at just the right speed-not too fast and not too slow; the countless days of feeling bloated and "fat" from all the steroids; the countless worries of would they get enough eggs-would they get enough sperm; the countless minutes waiting anxiously by the phone to see if any of the eggs fertilized; the countless minutes waiting until the egg transfer; the dreadful countless days, hours, minutes, and seconds that we wait for our BETA day.

No, the statement, I will be pregnant tomorrow does not do us justice! I say praise God for all of us who have to go down the path less traveled. We are warriors of infertility. We prepare ourselves and bodies to go to "war" against infertility. Praise God for all of us! We are brave, amazing, loving, strong couples! Thank you God for providing us your strength.

Needless to say; I will be pregnant tomorrow.

Honestly, I am so very thankful for the opportunity to have a baby. Without these steps, I would not even be writing this post. This path is overwhelming but I know I will get my happy ending.

Please continue saying prayers for Jon, me, Boomer, and Bam Bam.

Boomer and Bam Bam: Mommy can't wait to reunite with you!