I grew up in a big family. When I was about 11, my cousin, Ate Grace came to live with me, my sister Diane, and my parents. She was pregnant. When she gave birth, I was given lots of opportunities to take care of the baby, and I loved it. Babies are so cute and loving. From then on I knew I just loved kids. Until this day, everytime I see one at church I'm smiling at them. If we're in an elevator I'm trying to make some stranger's baby laugh. So I guess you could say I've always known I wanted kids. When my husband Jasper and I got married on December 16, we knew that we needed to be in prayer for God's direction in family making. See, I have PCOS. Or atleast symptoms that would suggest I have it. Very infrequent periods, and multiple cysts in my ovaries. After a year of being married, I got very concerned about the probability of getting pregnant, especially as I got older. I brought it up to Jasper and we agreed that since we knew we both wanted a family we wanted to get started. It was about April of 2008. I was relieved to hear that Jasper was ready. I figured, it would take a while to get pregnant right?
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