My Wife Waited Years to Become a Mother – but Just Four Weeks After the Adoption, I Came Home and Found Her Crying: ‘We’re Not Parents Anymore!’

She saved nursery photos on her phone, and later kept baby clothes in a bin under our bed for years.

Megan watched every friend’s child as if they were miracles. Whenever someone we knew announced a pregnancy, she would smile and send a gift, then go quiet for the rest of the night.

I’d find her in the bathroom later, wiping her eyes and pretending she had allergies.

After getting married, we really tried to make her biggest dream a reality.

For eight long years, we did everything short of using a surrogate. Fertility treatments drained our savings, and appointments took over our calendar.

She charted temperatures, monitored cycles, and logged symptoms into apps like she was prepping for med school.

We suffered two miscarriages early on — each one a crushing, silent blow.

Eventually, the doctors stopped giving us hope. They were gentle about it, but there was no way to cushion that kind of news. The word infertility still stung every time we heard it.

So, we began talking about adoption.

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