In order for me to write about our in vitro fertilization experience, you first have to know a little about my wife and our family structures growing up. I was born the first of three kids in the mid-80s in Augusta, GA and raised in Stone Mountain, GA. My brother and I are fraternal twins; most would argue that we were identical after having one look at us together. The baby of my family is my sister. She is three years our junior, and I can barely remember a time when I could physically look down on her. She stands 6’6” today and is in the midst of a very accomplished professional basketball career. My mother, a business professional turned college professor, and my father, a former college/pro football player with 25+ years procurement experience in energy, met in college at Clemson University in South Carolina. My brother, sister, and I were conceived the conventional way and, to my knowledge, have had no experience with infertility.
My wife, Brittney, was born on a military base in Southern California in the late 80s. She is the youngest of two. They were military kids traveling often but spent most of their formative years in South Florida and in Atlanta. Brittney’s oldest sister is four years her senior and is the mother of my four nieces and nephews, all 8 years and under (two boys two girls) and wife of a firefighter, my brother-in-law. Brittney’s mother is a recently retired nurse born in from the Caribbean. Her father is a marine veteran turned business executive from Chicago. Several members of her family have dealt with infertility.