It seems like my whole life I wanted three kids. At first, I wanted three boys. Then, I changed my mind to two boys and a girl. In that order. Luckily, I didn't get my way. We had Everett and then were so happy to find out that Breckie was a girl. Pregnancy is hard for me and to have one boy and one girl was amazing... especially if we couldn't/didn't have any more. For a loooooong time I tried to convince myself that I only wanted two kids. After all, we were the "ideal" family. But I knew, deep down inside of me, that I wanted three. I literally could not move on with my life until we had Roxy. After we miscarried in Feb 2015, I didn't know if I could physically be pregnant again. It was rough. Depression was taking over my mind. Jake had to make the executive decision that if we didn't/couldn't/hadn't conceived by Jan 2016, then we would just have to move on with our lives. It had consumed me. I asked Jake to g...