A-M-A-Z-I-N-G

So, I don't remember if I have officially blogged about the IFC....and, quite frankly, I'm too lazy to look in my archives to figure it out for myself. I'm going to pretend that I haven't. The IFC is short for the Infertility Club. It has three members. Myself, Angela (in pic above with brand new baby) and Yannette (squatting in pic above). You may be asking yourself "why is Angela part of the IFC, she has a baby in her arms?" To answer that question I say, "she's still infertile she just needed chemical help." She had baby Alena on January 25th. I was so anxious that day it almost felt like I was waiting for Grady all over again. I'm starting to ramble...let me start from the beginning.

Angela, Yannette and I met at church. We instantly bonded when we found out that none of us could have children "naturally". We have cried together, laughed together, bitched together and laughed again together. Yannette blogged a few weeks ago that she calls us her "war buddies" and I'm gonna copy her. These two are my war buddies. I couldn't have hand picked two other amazing women to call my war buddies. Infertility sucks and infertility is hard. Nobody on this planet understands that more than these two chicks. It was such a relief for me to have found them. It was nice to not have to explain every single emotion I was feeling. Or to have to explain why I just wanted to hibernate during the holidays and Mother's Day. I loved not having to explain why I would get so ticked off when somebody would say or do something completely insensitive to my infertility issues. I would just relay what happened and they both completely GOT IT. Sometimes they would be even more ticked off than I was! It is awesome. Yannette and I adopted our babies. Angela continued to do infertility treatments and did the adoption paperwork at the same time. She got pregnant soon after her and her husband were "approved" to be an adoptive couple. When Angela told us she was pregnant....we all cried. When Yannette told Ang and I that they were picked by a birthmom...we cried. When I texted Ang and Yannette and told them we were picked by a birthmom....they screamed and cried. Previous to the announcement of pregnancy and being "picked"...we had all been through hell. For Ang, she experienced miscarriages. For Yannette, an adoption not going through. For me, we found out about Grady the day of my mother in law's funeral. It is crazy when I think back to just a little over a year ago.....we have come a very long way.

Sunday, January 25th was a momentous occasion for the IFC. All of us were mothers within one year....barely. Yannette's daughter, Kensley, turned one YESTERDAY!! Alena and Kensley ALMOST shared a birthday. How awesome is that? All day yesterday, Yannette and I were chomping at the bit to go see Ang at the hospital. But, we had to wait for the husbands to get done with work since babes aren't allowed to visit the wee ones. We celebrated Kensley's bday by eating pizza and yummy cupcakes. Then we were off to Babies R Us to do some last minute errands for Ang. Both Yannette and I were exhausted by the time we could go to the hospital, but we were giddy with excitement!! Yesterday was an awesome day. One that will go in the IFC history book as truly A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!

Angela and Alena

Alena Lauren- 6lbs. 4.2 ounces