I have been there in the struggle. While you cannot control the diagnosis when it comes, you can control your response and daily decisions. "Not again, someone else is pregnant." This was my husbands and my conversations every month. We got married in 1994 and it took 9 years to conceive. The tears each month and feelings of being out of control with my health were so overwhelming. I grew up in Michigan and was an outdoor girl. Always swimming, running, playing and very active. Most kids were in the 70's. My interest in healthy living was engraved in me from my Mother and siblings as well. I have a deep passion to live as healthy as possible, to take care of this one body that God has given me. I decided to study nursing to understand the human body and how it works. Getting the diagnosis of infertility was shocking and surprising to us all. A few years later, we did conceive but once again were sidelined when I was 7 months along with a diagnosis of a pheochromocytoma. More to come on this, but I want you to know that I have struggled, felt helpless and afraid. I decided to learn all I could about wellness. Treat this life as a gift and live every moment thankful instead of fearful. You can do it too!
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