Let me start off by making it clear that I don't know what a woman goes through when they have a miscarriage. I know what I think they're going through, but as we all know, a woman's mind is much more complex than that. That being said, I'd like to share what turned out to be the worst and best experience of my life.

It happened over the course of several years. It started when I married my best friend about 15 years ago. We didn't have any big plans, especially to start a family. We were having too much fun. After several years we decided to start our family. Well, basically she decided and I obviously went along with it. At the time I would have rather we kept it to ourselves, but I'm way over it now.

So we got pregnant. I was crushed and excited at the same time. Crushed because I knew things would never be the same, excited because it was the beginning of a new chapter in my life. After several weeks I started getting used to the idea of being a dad. I actually started looking forward to it.

Then it happened. We miscarried in the first trimester. It was really hard on my wife, as you might expect. But we're strong and we got through it and tried again. We got pregnant, and lost that one too. Then it happened again, and again. It was terrible. Worse every time. We feared we were running out of time and started looking into alternatives.

We ended up getting pregnant once more, only this time it wasn't planned and we were torn between happiness and sorry. The further into it we got, the more anxious we got. Once we got past the first trimester, we started being hopeful, and cautious.

Several months later, there we were in the delivery room, me about to pass out from looking at that damned needle they were about to stick in my wife's back. And just like that, it was over. Our son was born, and I haven't been the same since.

About a year later, my wife was pregnant again and like so many times before, we lost it. This time it was different. We knew what we lost. It was terrible. We managed through it, and got pregnant once more, this time it took, and our second son was born.

I can't tell you not to give up. It's painful when it doesn't work. But now it's all worth it. All the pain we went through seems so far away now.