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My entire life I knew that I wanted children. I come from a large family and everyone has kids. The women in my family are so fertile that my mother used to tell me to double up on birth control. I married in my late twenties and because my husband is older, we decided to have kids right away. After trying for about nine or ten months, we went to the doctor. My husband has three adult children from a previous marriage, but they tested him anyway. He was fine. Most of my tests also were fine, so my doctor did exploratory surgery to see if he could find anything wrong. And he did. Both my ovaries were full of cysts. He removed the cysts and then gave me Clomid to help me ovulate. I still didn't get pregnant, and I kept failing the postcoital test: The morning after intercourse my husband's sperm would not be moving inside me. For some reason his sperm could not survive in my body. Climbing the high-tech treatment ladder My doctor recommended we try intrauterine insemination, a procedure in which my husband's sperm would be inserted past my cervix and directly into my uterus. I was so pleased. Finally, after a year and a half of tests, surgery, and drugs we were actually going to try to get me pregnant. Time had started to dra