{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Vicky Gooden","provider_url":"http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com","author_name":"vickygooden","author_url":"http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com\/index.php\/author\/vickygooden\/","title":"My subfertility to motherhood timeline - Vicky Gooden","type":"rich","width":600,"height":338,"html":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"CPI7QUVXgm\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/20\/subfertility-motherhood-timeline\/\">My subfertility to motherhood timeline<\/a><\/blockquote><iframe sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" src=\"http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com\/index.php\/2018\/11\/20\/subfertility-motherhood-timeline\/embed\/#?secret=CPI7QUVXgm\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" title=\"&#8220;My subfertility to motherhood timeline&#8221; &#8212; Vicky Gooden\" data-secret=\"CPI7QUVXgm\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\"><\/iframe><script>\n\/*! This file is auto-generated *\/\n!function(d,l){\"use strict\";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&\"undefined\"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!\/[^a-zA-Z0-9]\/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret=\"'+t.secret+'\"]'),c=new RegExp(\"^https?:$\",\"i\"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display=\"none\";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute(\"style\"),\"height\"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):\"link\"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute(\"src\")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener(\"message\",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener(\"DOMContentLoaded\",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll(\"iframe.wp-embedded-content\"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute(\"data-secret\"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+=\"#?secret=\"+t,e.setAttribute(\"data-secret\",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:\"ready\",secret:t},\"*\")},!1)))}(window,document);\n\/\/# sourceURL=http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com\/wp-includes\/js\/wp-embed.min.js\n<\/script>\n","thumbnail_url":"http:\/\/www.vickygooden.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/11\/IMG_0501-1024x473.jpg","thumbnail_width":1024,"thumbnail_height":473,"description":"Our baby was about 4 years in the making, from the start of trying naturally to her doing newborn little lamb cries in our arms. And for some, that\u2019s absolutely nothing. I was never told I was, we were \u2018infertile\u2019 as such but post a surprising diagnosis of endometriosis, never being pregnant naturally and once \u2018cleaned up\u2019 inside after endo surgery still not getting pregnant without IVF intervention, at times it looked pretty bleak. So many moments along the way have left me thinking \u2018no way, this isn\u2019t happening to us?\u2019 as buzzing worries in my head would ricochet from one side of my brain to the other, slamming into one another before shattering and multiplying in to even more. What if I can never have kids? This was the ultimate concern. The unthinkable. I had never ever contemplated that this would be an issue for us. I was convinced I was super fertile through my sheer longing to be a mum \u2018one day\u2019 alone. The plan (my plan) was to have two and adopt one. \u2018When we have kids \/ when I\u2019m a mum \/ when you\u2019re a dad\u2019 were common conversation starters. Long before trying to conceive I [&hellip;]"}