My husband and I spent five years trying to have a child before we finally gave up on falling pregnant.
It wasn’t that we wanted a family any less.
We were simply tired of doctor visits, tests, medications, and disappointment.
One night, after another failed appointment, Daniel sat beside me on our kitchen floor while I cried.
We finally gave up on falling pregnant.
“We still have room,” he said quietly. « We could adopt. »
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Eight months later, we met Josie.