From Heartache to Hope: Our IVF Story

Help Us Become Parents—Our Journey of Loss, Hope, and Love

From the moment we found out we were expecting our first baby, our hearts swelled with joy. We imagined tiny hands wrapped around our fingers, sleepless nights filled with soft cries and warm snuggles, and a life forever changed by love. But just three months into the pregnancy, our world shattered.

We lost our baby.

I have never experienced a pain like that in my entire life. It left a hole in my heart—one that still aches, and the pain seems to echo infinitely into that void. Our baby already had tiny fingers and toes, a beating heart, and all the makings of a perfect human being—just the size of a small orange. And yet, in a moment, all of it was gone. We were left clinging to ultrasound photos and dreams that would never come to pass.

There isn’t a day that goes by where we don’t think of that baby and wonder who they might’ve been. Since that loss, becoming parents has been our deepest desire—our purpose. We’ve spent the last several years building a life of love, loyalty, and unwavering support for each other. After 19 incredible years together, we finally got married, holding tight to the hope that we’d one day get to share our love with a child of our own.

But then came another cruel twist of fate.

I was diagnosed with a large tumor on my right ovary. The doctors feared it could be cancerous and rushed me into surgery. They couldn’t save the ovary. Or the fallopian tube. And if that wasn’t devastating enough, we were then told the remaining fallopian tube was severely damaged from undiagnosed endometriosis. The final blow came when my doctor looked me in the eye and gently said, “You won’t be able to conceive naturally.”

We were heartbroken all over again.

The only option left to us is IVF. But after the emotional and financial toll of the surgery, our wedding, and daily life, we simply can’t afford it on our own. And the hardest part is that our new jobs don’t offer any fertility treatment coverage. So now, with hearts wide open and every ounce of vulnerability we have, we’re turning to our community—our friends, family, and compassionate strangers—to help us fulfill this dream.

Every little bit of money is a huge help. Truly. No donation is too small—it all adds up, and it all brings us one step closer to holding our baby in our arms.

Our best chance to heal and move forward is with the new life we’re still holding onto hope for. We believe there’s a child meant for us. A baby who will one day hear our lullabies, feel the warmth of our embrace, and know just how deeply they were wished for, prayed for, and loved long before they ever arrived.

We can’t wait for you to meet our baby one day. And we truly hope you’ll be able to say, “I helped bring you into this world.”

From the bottom of our hearts—thank you. For reading. For caring. For walking this journey with us.

With endless love and gratitude,