“He told me how sorry he was. It would never happen again. In the fetal position on the ground, looking up at him, I remember thinking, ‘This is it. This is how I die.’ The police came to my beautiful villa in a fancy part of town. ‘I’m so embarrassed,’ I told the officer. His response? ‘We’re called to this neighborhood more than any other.’”
“Thinking he was confused, I told him we didn’t know if it was a girl or a boy yet. He just winked at me.”
“‘All 3 of your eggs made it to embryo stage!’ I wish I could tell you that this was it, that we finally had our fairy tale ending. I thought we would get a break, that we had finally ‘arrived.’ I was wrong. I was face down on the floor sobbing. Our Baby C, who we named Charlie, went to Heaven.”
“When my son was two months old, my life took a turn I never expected. I bent down to pick my baby up and felt something snap. I dropped him in his crib and couldn’t move. I called my doctor and said, ‘Something isn’t right.'”
“Are we nervous? Absolutely! Are we 100% prepared? Not at all. Do we know that Ian will be a perfect fit for our family. Without a doubt.”
With having a moderate case of progeria and knowing I aged faster, I was terrified I would never find someone to love me for who I was.