We are apparently ancient. Or, at least, that's what everyone keeps telling us! We waited (not by choice) until we were older to have a child. After 9 years of struggles with infertility, we were blessed with a beautiful baby boy - and our lives have been overflowing ever since! At the ripe old age of 35, I was pregnant and considered "advanced maternal age", whatever that means! At the time, my husband was 39 - although no one ever commented on HIS age.
Hopefully, older means wiser - and maybe a little slower. As new parents, everyday we learn something new - usually because our little one demands we learn it. This is a journey that we waited and prayed for so very long and it is so worth it. Join us for the ride and maybe we can all help each other learn the lessons our little ones are determined to teach.
