For the past 6 years, we have been on a journey that has tested our hearts, faith, and resilience—our journey to one day become parents.

A path that once started with so much hope has become one of the most challenging seasons of our lives. We got married in October of 2018 and decided that we would spend the first year of marriage just enjoying each other and our new life together as one. During our first year of marriage, I, Claire, was presented with an opportunity to get tested to see if I was a match for my great uncle who needed a kidney transplant. Much to our and everyone else’s surprise, we were a perfect match! There was no hesitation with my decision to be a donor; Landon’s support was overwhelming, and the surgery was scheduled for November 2019. After a successful donation and seamless recovery, we were thrilled to start trying for our family!

Month after month went by with no positive tests. Finally, after two years and many ovulation tests, prenatal vitamins, an unexplained infertility diagnosis, and more prayers than you could count—we got our first positive test. An answered prayer! Unfortunately, our excitement and hope for the future was cut short due to a miscarriage at 7 weeks. We experienced this situation several more times, but we kept on trying and trusting in God’s plan for us for the next couple of years.

It was now Fall of 2021, and we finally decided that we needed to take some time to breathe and try to recover emotionally and mentally from the losses. But, before we took a break, we had done some research and discussed a fertility medication called Clomid with our doctor, and she felt it was something worth trying!

After just 1 cycle of Clomid, two perfectly pink lines appeared. We felt more hope after every week that passed, like we were finally out of the woods, and our dreams were finally coming true! We waited patiently until week 9 for our ultrasound, desperate to hear our baby’s heartbeat. By the end of the ultrasound, we knew something was very wrong. We heard a strong heartbeat but couldn’t find the baby. We were immediately sent to get another ultrasound downstairs, and that’s when it was confirmed. Ectopic pregnancy.

We were sent back upstairs to speak with our doctor and make a plan. Surgery was scheduled for the following morning. They were going to do everything they could to save my tube once they removed the pregnancy, and we were told our job was to go home and rest until then. That night, I was hit with unbelievable pain, taken to the emergency room, where they confirmed my tube had ruptured and my belly was filling with blood, and I would have to have emergency surgery. I woke up after surgery with 1 tube remaining and an understanding that getting pregnant would be twice as hard now.

Months went by, and those months turned into years. Nieces and nephews arrived, friends had babies, life went on for everyone else, and our lives were changed forever by the pain and trauma of all the loss we had endured. Not just the loss of all the babies we had fallen in love with, but the loss of hope and joy for the future.

After 3 years of trying, and finally coming to terms with the fact that we need help with growing our family, we decided to try Clomid one last time before moving on to IVF.

Just like my first round of Clomid, two perfect pink lines appeared after our first cycle. And just like the first round, we found out yet again that our perfect little miracle implanted in my last remaining tube. After a full day of ultrasounds and discussions with my doctor, he was not confident in being able to save my tube due to the positioning of the pregnancy in the tube. Another surgery and a new reality once I woke up that we were now faced with no option but IVF to grow our family.

We want nothing more than to have a family and we continue to believe that God has a plan for us. While we’re hopeful and ready to move forward, IVF is a costly process and none of it is covered by insurance. This journey over the last 6 years has been financially taxing due to the cost of specialists, medications, surgeries, and time off work to recover—but we know that miracles can happen and we are trusting God for one.

We’re reaching out to friends, family, and kindhearted supporters to ask for help—whether through a donation, a prayer, or simply sharing our story. Every bit of support means the world to us and brings us one step closer to the family we’ve been praying for.

The money raised will go towards funding our IVF journey and any money that remains after will be donated to another couple or couples who are also battling infertility.

Thank you for reading, for praying, and for standing with us in faith. We truly believe that God makes a way when there seems to be no way—and we are trusting Him through every step of this journey.

With love, hope, and gratitude,

Landon & Claire Cabrera