We went to open houses today. We saw a beautiful house. It's in the suburbs. I don't like the suburbs. Things have turned a bit sour. Turns out moving is more difficult for us to sort out than infertility. Didn't see that one coming.
4 miscarriages, 3 failed IVFs with PGD, 2 different sperm donors, 1 diagnosis of balanced translocation.
Now we are the proud parents of a boy via domestic infant semi-open adoption.
We had a failed match for kid #2 and are now matched again.