The lifeline of our marriage was probably typical of most couples, a blending of joys and sorrows. We married. I went back to college to become a nurse. Doug worked as a CPA for a well-known firm. We were happy doing all the things young married couples do – working hard in our new careers, learning the nuances of married life, and playing with our newly married friends. After a few years we started trying for babies and came to realize that I had an infertility issue. I remember the anguish I felt at not being able to conceive. As a woman I felt inadequate and questioned my worthiness of motherhood. Our life began to revolve around this desperation of need and want and failure that defined every single month for years. These feelings were pervasive as my emotions raged from all the hormonal treatments.