Wylder’s story
“Labor is the only blind date where you’re sure you’ll meet the love of your life.” -Unknown Tweet Wylder’s story Wylder was born June 10th
she made broken look beautiful and strong look invincible.
she walked with the universe on her shoulders
and made it look like a pair of wings.-Ariana Dancu Tweet
Yay you found me! It was meant to be.
There are several things that bring me true bliss.
Using my creativity is one of the biggest. When I can lose myself for any amount of time in making or manipulating something whether its food or art I am really content.
Travel is one of my greatest passions. Exploring this amazing world is something I will never tire of.
It’s taken me a long time to prioritize the things that make me happy, but the rainy days of my life seem to have pushed me in that direction.
I’ve discovered that life is just so much easier, when you stop waiting for things to happen that you believe will bring you happiness and decide to just be happy no matter what.
Of course, this is easier said than done, but I have dedicated my life to the pursuit of it.
In my 30’s now, I look back over the years and think to myself It’s been one hell of a ride so far!
I had a tumultuous childhood…
My parents went through a brutal divorce, followed by involvement in an unhealthy religeous community for a good amount of my teenaged years.
My father left his family in New Zealand when he was pretty young, and so a thirst for travel and adventure seems to run through my veins.
I saved up and left home as soon as I turned 18, first to New Zealand for a few months and soon after to New York City (to Nanny) for a year.
After returning home, the thirst for another adventure needed to be quenched, and shortly after I moved to Denver.
After a couple of years in Denver I met Chris.
We knew each other for quite a while before we started dating, but it was certain from the beginning that we shared a passion for many of the same things.
Our adventures began from the start and only became bigger as time progressed.
It wasn’t a huge surprise to anyone when we announced that for our honeymoon, we would be moving to South East Asia to teach English.
The year in Asia holds some of my fondest memories and at the same time was brutal enough to wake me up and send me on a search for deeper meaning in my life.
Long-term travel was a test for our relationship. We were with each other 24/7 and saw the absolute worst of each other day in and day out with no reprieve. We are both pretty independent spirits to begin with, so not having space from each other was difficult.
Homesickness began to seep in, and when I had to force myself to get out of bed in the morning I knew it was time to go home.
Although we faced a lot of challenges through our year abroad, we made it through. Perhaps a little traumatized but stronger and together.
Once home in the good old USA, which I had developed a strong appreciation for, we were faced with starting our lives all over again.
Having lived in A city of 10 million for the past year, we were craving fresh air and space, so when our friends who lived in the mountains said they were currently looking for roommates it seemed like the perfect opportunity. I had no idea at the time, but this decision ended up being one of the best we ever made.
I had a lifetime of healing to do, and the mountains proved to be the best place in the world for that healing to take place.
I wish I could say everything was perfect and we lived happily ever after but getting back into the swing of things was a challenge in itself. For a long time I was depressed and unhappy. I felt lost, confused, and like I was missing purpose in my life.
My marriage was struggling and not knowing how to look inside myself for the reasons why, I had a tendency to place blame.
After months of inner struggle I hit rock bottom. This was the beginning of my spiritual journey. It’s been a beautiful journey full of challenging self discovery and change.
ironically my fertility journey began about the same time, and has been a wide-reaching catalyst for growth in my life.
Throughout the highs and lows, Chris and I have become stronger than ever. The moment I realized that the only person I can or need to change is myself, was the moment things really started to turn around for us.
Recently we decided to begin another adventure together. IVF. I believe that this is the beginning of our greatest adventure yet.
“Labor is the only blind date where you’re sure you’ll meet the love of your life.” -Unknown Tweet Wylder’s story Wylder was born June 10th
Pregnancy is getting company inside one’s skin. -Maggie Scarf Tweet belly full of baby Is every kick, roll and hiccup extra magical for me because
After my miscarriage, we were incredibly fortunate to be able to repeat IVF a second time only a few months later.
A few days after my second transfer, I started to feel the same symptoms and sensations that I had after my first, and I was quite certain the transfer had once again been a success.
The last six months of my life have been nothing less than incredible.
My sister and nephew were in town, and we planned to celebrate my 6-week pregnancy.
we had just returned from a river camping trip and were excited to have a good dinner out later that evening.
About mid-morning I started to feel tired and bloated.
Having 9 days to wait to confirm a positive or negative pregnancy was brutal!
“Labor is the only blind date where you’re sure you’ll meet the love of your life.” -Unknown Tweet Wylder’s story Wylder was born June 10th
Pregnancy is getting company inside one’s skin. -Maggie Scarf Tweet belly full of baby Is every kick, roll and hiccup extra magical for me because
After my miscarriage, we were incredibly fortunate to be able to repeat IVF a second time only a few months later.
A few days after my second transfer, I started to feel the same symptoms and sensations that I had after my first, and I was quite certain the transfer had once again been a success.
The last six months of my life have been nothing less than incredible.
My sister and nephew were in town, and we planned to celebrate my 6-week pregnancy.
we had just returned from a river camping trip and were excited to have a good dinner out later that evening.
About mid-morning I started to feel tired and bloated.
Having 9 days to wait to confirm a positive or negative pregnancy was brutal!