Happily Andrews After

This week is National Infertility Awareness week. I thought I might take a moment and just express what infertility feels like to me. While at times I do feel sorry for myself, this isn't a pity post. Just an awareness one, and one that comes from my heart.  I truly believe that God makes families in many different ways. It can be biologically, fostering, adoption or maybe He choses that your family is just to be the people around you. Although I know that its sounds cliche, but I believe that God's plans for me are better than what I have for myself. I do not know if I will ever have a biological child. I hope too. Very much so. But, I also know if in my life, it is only ever my husband, dogs and I, that I can be happy with that as well.  However, there are days where the ache for a child can be almost overwhelming. When it seems like every woman at the grocery store is pregnant, or when invitations for baby showers, gender reveals and first birthdays arrive. This does no...

If I had a nickel for every time I thought about making a post, I would be rich.But it is always at the times where I can't. Not to mention that our computer died, so I'm trying to figure out to maintain it without one. Tablets and phones just aren't great for blogging. There really aren't any really great apps. But, I've caught a few minutes, so, here is an update on where we are... We are pretty settled... Our year anniversary is coming up next month. I don't know how a whole year has passed so fast. Life just goes on every day, no matter what, doesn't it? Our jobs are good. Holding steady and changing all at the same time. Next week, I begin to work from home some. Which just strengthens my desire to eventually be a stay at home mom. I never thought I would want that. But, I do. Its a goal we are working towards... and on that note.. No... we aren't pregnant.... We actually aren't even trying right now. I had a small out  patient surgery i...

Lots of people know about my journey with Fibromyalgia. But what a lot of people don't know about is that I have struggled with infertility as well. It has been something that has been a battle since I was 23 years old. There have been so many wishful moments, followed by sad moments, and stressful moments. When I met Steven, and we first started dating, I made it clear to him that before things got too serious, he needed to know that I struggled with infertility and that biological children may not be possible for me, and that if he thought about being serious with me, he needed to think really long and hard about that. Being the man that he is, he said pretty much said he loved me and not my ability to have or not have children, and that there are plenty of children who need homes and people who will love them. Bless him. As soon as we got married, we began our battle with infertility together. I am older than Steven by about 12 years so, according to our doctor, our years l...