Amber and Aaron

Amber and Aaron

The Fun We've Already Had...

  • Graham Tomas born July 31 at 5:04 P.M. weighing 8 lbs, 12 oz.
  • December 2, 2011: PREGNANT!!!
  • Paisley Kate arrived August 21 at 5:38 P.M. weighing 7 lbs, 9 oz
  • DUE DATE: August 25, 2010!!!
  • Dec. 14, 2009- PREGNANT!!!
  • Oct. 07,2009- Had elective D&C.
  • Sept 28, 2009- No embryo on ultrasound. :(
  • Sept 15th, 2009- We found out we're PREGNANT!!!
  • Sept '09- Aaron had varicocele repair.
  • July '09- IUI #1 with HCG shot= No such luck
  • April '09- Ovarian drilling surgery, followed by hospitalization for uterine infection
  • Jan-Mar '09- metformin + 3 rounds of clomid= no ovulation
  • Dec. 11, 2008- Hysterosalpingogram (Fancy word for shooting dye through the ovaries. OUCH)
  • Nov '08- Sent to RE. Tried metformin alone for two months (No ovulation)
  • Oct '08- Diagnosed with PCOS based on amenorrhea and crazy hormone levels.
  • June '08- Aaron convinced me to start trying.
  • June '04- Got Hitched!

Monday, November 23, 2009

11 years later...

Aaron called me on my way to work this morning to ask me if I knew what day it was. This is when sheer panic sets in. The only times I get asked this question is when I've forgotten something pretty huge, like my mom's birthday. (It only happened once and I will NEVER make that mistake again...) And then I realize...

November 23rd. The day we became a couple 11 years ago. Wow, 11 years...

I had driven up to Stillwater to have dinner with him that night during our 1st year of college. (I moved to Stillwater for my 2nd year to join him.) At this point, most would have thought I was crazy to follow a boy across the state to attend a college I had never considered. But it was the best and most important decision of my whole life.

Crazy looking back now at how simple and uncomplicated things were. We were just 18-year-old kids with our whole lives ahead of us. I'm so glad we didn't know then that combined we'd be a reproductive nightmare... What I also didn't see at that time was that we were strong enough to make it through anything. I knew that he was perfect for me and that I couldn't live without him. But I had no clue how much I would need him or how much we would go through.

Hoping that I can give him the best gift of all in the upcoming year. I'm feeling like year 12 is our year...


  1. Congrats on 11 years together! Hoping that the 12th is the best yet!

    Do you live in MN? Stillwater peaked my interest. We recently moved from MN to TX, but lived in Burnsville for 5 years! Small world!

  2. I'm actually in Oklahoma! I didn't realize how many Stillwater's there might be... You'd love the one in Oklahoma too!

  3. That's so sweet!! I'll never forget the first memory I have of you. We were in a van on the way to an animal science lab and you asked someone the difference between a bull and a steer - I was thinking who in their right mind would be enrolled in Animal Science and ask a question like that. I later found out you just took the class to spend time with Moose - that is real dedication to a relationship!!

  4. 11 years! Wow! That is such a blessing to have met at such a young age!

  5. It's the year of 11!

    Oh, Amber...I just read your most recent post and all I can say is I'm sorry. I'm sorry your journey to parenthood isn't working in the order you had hoped it would. I'm sorry people lose babies. I'm sorry dreams are rearranged and sometimes shattered. I'm sorry my joy causes others pain.

    What I am certainly not sorry about though is how incredibly fortunate we are to have you, Aaron and your Mom in our lives. How wonderful it is to watch you and Aaron be married and happy - despite your reproductive nightmare.

    I have no doubt that those who have hearts to become parents inevitably will. You are absolutely correct, everyone's journey is unique. I promise to be hopeful for you and dream for you when you can't. I also promise to be thankful when you can't. And right now I am quite thankful. Thankful that through some incredible pain I have found a new friend.