The adjustment period

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As Martin and I began a routine after getting married; things kinda fell into motion for us like we had been together for years but yet only several months. We were having fun getting to learn the in's and out's of each other.

When we would fight Martin would chase me around the house to get me unmad at him. It was cute how he would try and make me happy again. He would turn on his witty charm and smile and poke me in the side like old times when him and I first met.

The sex was incredibly amazing. We couldn't keep our hands off one another. We had talked about trying for a child of our own. Julian was only two and I told Martin that I wanted to wait til Julian was atleast five before I had another. But if it happened that I became pregnant before then than we would take it as a sign from above that a child was meant to be before that time.

As months passed Martin and I were like animals. Looking back on it now we would have sex multiple times a day. Heated sex that would blow your mind. After so long of this I wondered why I hadn't gotten pregnant. Secretly I was depressed.

Martin noticed something was wrong to because he mentioned it one night after our passionate love making. He teared up asking me if I thought it was him...I said it could be either of us. So that's when we agreed to both get looked at to see if there was an issue.

At the doctors they did tests on Martin's swimmers and they ran tests on me. Come to find out Martin had super swimmers the problem was me. So the doctor suggested fertility treatments and ovulation tests.

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