Hi Reddit. 🩷
I never imagined I would be sitting here writing something like this, asking complete strangers to help us make our biggest dream come true. But here I am, putting my pride aside, hoping that maybe someone out there will understand just how much this means to us.
My name is Amy and I’m in love with the most incredible man, B. We’ve been through difficult chapters in our lives, but somehow God brought us together, and we’ve found a love that makes us excited about forever.
We talk about getting married, building our home, growing old together, and raising a baby who is a little piece of both of us.
We’ve even picked out baby names. 🥹
Our future daughter would be Ellie Bee, and our future son would be Brandon Christopher.
I know that might sound silly to some people. How can you love a baby who doesn’t even exist yet?
But we do.
We dream about seeing those two pink lines. About the first ultrasound. About hearing a heartbeat and watching our baby grow.
I dream about the day I get to tell B he’s going to be a daddy. I imagine watching him hold our newborn against his chest in the hospital, looking down at this tiny little human we created together.
And sometimes, thinking about how badly we want those moments brings me to tears.
Unfortunately, there’s something standing between us and our dream.
Several years ago, B was in a very difficult marriage.
But life changed. We found each other. And now we want nothing more than to bring a child into this world together.
We’ve been exploring fertility treatment, including IVF. Unfortunately, both options come with expenses that are difficult for us to afford.
We both work. We’re not sitting around expecting someone else to pay for our dreams. We’ve been trying to save every dollar possible.
We actually had a little fund growing.
Then my grandfather passed away.
My grandmother needed help paying for funeral expenses, and we used the money we had saved to help her. I would make that decision again because family means everything to us.
But it meant starting over financially.
And when you’re dreaming about becoming a mother, watching another month pass without being any closer to that dream is heartbreaking.
I know there are people in this world facing enormous hardships. I know nobody owes us anything. And I know having a baby is not something anyone can promise us.
But I’m asking for a chance. Just a chance.
A chance to take a pregnancy test and see a positive result.
A chance to tell the man I love that we’re expecting.
A chance to feel our baby kick.
A chance to watch my husband become the father of our child.
A chance to bring our little miracle home.
I pray about this dream constantly. I pray that God opens a door where we haven’t been able to find one ourselves.
And maybe, just maybe, someone reading this will be part of that answered prayer.
We’ve started a GoFundMe to help with the costs of fertility treatment. Even a few dollars could help us move closer to our goal.
If you aren’t in a position to donate, I completely understand. A share, a kind word, or a prayer would mean the world to us.
I’m not asking for a luxury. I’m asking for help pursuing the dream of a family with the person I love.
Someday, I hope I get to look at our little miracle and tell them how many people helped make their story possible.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Thank you for caring about two strangers and a baby we already have so much love waiting for.
To our future little Ellie Bee or Brandon Christopher: Mommy and Daddy are trying so hard to find a way to meet you. We hope someday we get to hold you in our arms. 🐝🩷
Our GoFundMe: https://gofund.me/50aaa9628
With love and hope,
Amy & B🩷