My husband and I had been trying to conceive for 8 months (I know that number does not sound nearly long enough for many in the infertility game- but hear me out). I was getting a bit antsy like most women and simply refused to believe it was just taking longer than I wanted. After speaking with my gynocologist, she suggested that my husband get a semen analysis because that's relatively cheap and should do something to put my mind at ease. And sister, we could not have been more SHOCKED when we received the results... ZERO sperm! So far, we've gotten little information other than that bit of sunshine. So, here's the journey on somehow, miraculously, going from the "Perpetual Aunt," to the "Blissful Mommy."