The start of the long infertility haul

After being married for a year my husband and I decided we were ready for a child and to start trying to conceive. Looking back that seems like a life time ago. I wasn't quite 21 and was young and naive. Month after month would pass and I wouldn't be pregnant. After a year, I was discouraged and frustrated yet also felt I couldn't talk to anyone about it. I was 22 and having problems getting pregnant. My doctor didn't even acknowledge my concerns much at all. He assumed like everyone else that it would just happen. He ordered a few blood tests and a semen analysis but was satisfied with the results. I was young and had plenty of time. So I struggled with infertility alone for another year. I didn't talk about it and internalized all my fears, concerns and frustration. This caused me to be very unhappy about pretty much everything. I found myself unhappy in my marriage and regretting getting married so young. I started going out with my best friend to bars and wanted to be home as little as possible. It was a rough time in my life and I simply denied the effect my infertility problems were having on my marriage. I became tired of the party life after a few months and found myself longing to become a parent still. I started talking about it more to those I was close with. I also worked on my marriage and becoming whole again. Things were back on track but I was still young in most people's eyes. We started looking into IVF online and adoption. The more we thought about it, the more adoption sounded like the path for us. We started the process in January of 2007. I was 23 soon to be 24 so I was concerned about age requirements but luckily we met those for domestic adoption. Adoption in itself is such a long and tiring journey that I'll share that story another day.