Good morning girls...
I am new to JM and was just searching through the site when I came across this forum. I hope I'm not being too intrusive...I just wanted to stop in and let you know that I have been exactly where you are at with TTC w/ male infertility. My ex husband and I tried for just over 2 yrs with my DD before we got that BFP. The infertility doctors told us that even with medical help it would take a miracle. My ex was diagnosed as being "sub-fertile". He was only 1% fertile out of the normal 100% from a healthy fertile man. When we were told this, we saved up some money and tried artificial insemination using his sperm. I had such a good feeling about it...it didn't work. We then waited several months trying not to think about it, and the wasted money, until we decided to have the dr's put me on clomid and let us try ourselves. Needless to say, that didnt work either. We were told again to accept that we most likely would not have a child "together". After looking into adoption and realizing that we couldnt afford that, we gave up. I started college and modeling and got used to focusing on other things in life. For the first time since being married, I stoped dwelling on having a baby. Well........about 6 weeks later I thought my immune system was fighting the flu when I would wake up for class in the morning and felt horrible and within an hour or two I would feel better LOL I NEVER imagined that it could be anything else. After about 5 days of this, my sister said "have you gotten your period yet this mth?" hmmmm I wasnt even sure when it was due since I had stopped thinking about anything like that. So I ran to the store, swearing to her that there was no way that I was preg, but decided to just take the test to shut her up. I pee'd on the test, left it laying there in the bathroom, and went back in and went to chuck it in the trash...but out of the corner of my eye, I saw something I had never seen before... a BFP!! I immediantly called my infertility dr and told her and she even said not to get my hopes up yet, and to come in for a blood test. The rest in a nut shell... dr's couldnt explain it besides in one word... a miracle. Our DD is now a healthy, beautiful 10 yr old

I truely believe that when we worry and obsess it just stresses us out in every way shape and form and makes it more difficult to conceive. Also, I learned throughout my experience of tears, pain, sadness, and doubt, to never lose faith in our higher power... never just put it all in the dr's hands... you need to keep faith in something bigger than us all.
Good luck and God Bless each and every single one of you!!!