Alot About Me…

I am a daughter, granddaughter, sister, wife, mommy, cousin, daughter-in-law, niece and friend.

My name is Dana and I work in travel along with my husband and mother-in-law.  I really enjoy what I do for a living, it allows me to work with family and travel the world.

I thought since my mom, Nancy has her own blog, that it is about time that I join the ranks and to be honest, I hate being left out of anything…so here I am.

In 1995 I married my hubby, who I actually met when we were 11 years old at a youth church gathering.  It sounds good doesn’t it, he was a member of the church and I was just tagging along with my girlfriend that I knew since kindergarten.  My girlfriend coaxed me into going with the promise of cute guys and that it would be fun.  She had me at the promise of cute guys.  When I was younger, I was what my parents would call boy crazy.  Going to the youth group was fun and years later it payed off, while Chris and I lost touch for 11 years, he noticed me out one day and came up and asked me if I was Dana Jordan.  He had long hair and tight pants, even if I wasn’t Dana, I would have said yes.  He was a catch…my catch.  Seven months later, we were engaged and in 1995 took the plunge at the same church we met at when we were 11.

 I find it funny that many years ago, my parents put money on if it would last beyond a few years…I was a bit of a loose cannon when I was younger.  When my husband went to ask my parents if it was okay with them if we married, my mom told him to run like the wind and don’t look back, because it would slow him down.  Needless to say, he didn’t listen.  Now, I have the last laugh, we are happily married, take it from me, he would agree.

The road to becoming a mommy was never an easy one for me, in a matter of two and a half years, I had twelve failed IUIs , six failed IVFs , all including ICSI, one including ZIFT , and including IVIG which was to lower my immune system as they found that my body would attack the embryos once the would be put back into my uterus.   Time after time I would suffer from OHSS .  The diagnosis was endometriosis and PCOS, which has been diagnosed through three laparoscopies.  I have been on almost every infertility drug that you can think of, plus metformin (not for diabetes) for insulin resistance, which is common for women who suffer from PCOS. 

Ever since I was a little girl, I had dreamed of getting married, getting pregnant feeling the kicks and the hiccups, screaming at my husband during labor and meeting my child for the first time.

If you’ve suffered through infertility you understand the depression that you are thrust into after each failed pregnancy test, or in my case, each failed cycle.  My last failed cycle ended with a negative pregnancy test on the morning of September 11, 2001.  I cried for all of the innocent lives lost on that day and at the same time I felt ashamed grieving for the loss of my own fertility.   That was my last cycle, physically and more important mentally, I could not go through that again.  It was over, I was done.

You know the saying that When God Closes a Door, He Opens a window, that is true, in 2004 we were in the delivery room when our first daughter, Mackenzie was born and through adoption, we became parents.  Again in 2011, our dream came true and Mackenzie’s prayers of becoming a big sister were answered, our second daughter, Riley was born.  Through adoption our family circle is complete.

Nothing could have prepared me for becoming a mommy, my daughters are my world.  To me me having a child through the miracle of adoption is no different than having a biological child. 

The most important thing in my life besides the Lord is my family…my world revolves around my family if you haven’t read my mom’s blog, were best friends who talk at least 70 , um, I mean, uh 7 times a day, yah 7, thats it…

In my blog, I will share with you my experiences both funny and sad and hope that you enjoy reading as much as I enjoy sharing.