I never thought I would have to try to get pregnant. It always just seems to happen, kind of a happy surprise. It even happened to me when I was 16. I was young and in love with my now husband when we found out I was pregnant my junior year of high school (more on that later).
 Now that we are married, I recently learned that I have a condition that will make it very hard for me to have another baby. It is called PCOS, poly-cystic ovarian syndrome. I have no idea how I am supposed to cope with finding out that I may have given away my only chance at being a mother.
 I know we can always adopt but I wanted to experience being pregnant in a happy light. I wanted my family to be overjoyed about every development and to be able to plan all the exciting things that come with being pregnant like decorating a nursery and seeing my child grow inside me. Sometimes I feel like I am not meant to have children. Like there is some force pushing me away from my dreams.