After nine years of struggling to conceive, I received God's grace!

On December 10, 2014, I gave birth to a bouncing and beautiful baby boy. To this day, I can't help but look into his sweet face and feel blessed to be his Mom. It's amazing to think that for years, I never thought I would be a Mom and yet, here he is. My perfect, sweet, rambunctious little boy.

My journey to parenthood was long and arduous. There were times I cursed God, turned my back on my faith, questioned everything I was doing, and more.

Am I proud of this behavior?

Nope! However, I know that through my pain and anguish God never left my side despite me turning my back on him. I believe I had to endure the heartache and suffering that I did for me to see the light. 

In full transparency, I was incredibly unhappy, depressed, and quite frankly hated life. I was miserable. I walked around with a fake smile and told everyone life was great, when in reality I had never felt more alone, broken, ashamed, and lost. Those nine years were some of the darkest days of my life, and I don't wish them onto anyone. 

To share a bit about my journey to parenthood, let me start by backing up to when I was diagnosed with infertility. 



In spirit of National Infertility Awareness Week (April 26th-30th), I felt compelled to share with you my story.  Hi, for those of you who don't know me, my name is Kayla and I'm a Mommy to a beautiful, VERY rambunctious, miraculous, little boy. When I say miracle, I truly mean it. Here's why...


I struggled to conceive for 9 years and invested in several specialists, took medications, had surgeries all in an attempt to help me conceive.  Sadly, we never did conceive and we easily spent 5 figures on our mission to be parents.


I dealt with my own personal hell for years too with my body changing, gaining weight at rapid speeds (90 lbs in 2 months), hormones on a continuous roller coaster, depression, anxiety and more!  It's no wonder why we divorced!