Savannah and Laine

Hey there! I’m Savannah, my husband’s name is Laine, and we’re the Rounsaville’s. We got married in September of 2019 on our lunch break in a records room of our local Court House.

We were so anxious to get married, start our lives together, and build a family. Little did we know, God would be taking us on a very spiritual journey.

Laine has already fathered a child who we have in our home full time and who also can’t wait to be a sister. So, we have all longed for another child.

I’m not even sure where to start, but it starts like how your story may start. One year into trying I went in for a yearly exam and mentioned that we had been trying and have been unsuccessful. The OB I had at the time was very new and looked at me like I was crazy, ran some labs, and told me to lose weight. I left feeling defeated but knew I had to try. The bloodwork came back fine, and he had nothing else he wanted to do.

I then switched to another OB. One who has been in practice for a while and was able to help a friend conceive. I thought she was my best shot. She diagnosed me with PCOS, put me on metformin, and we did 6 rounds of letrozole one with a trigger shot, they all failed.

In February of 2021, I learned what an HSG was from doing my own research. I then called my nurse and asked for that test to be done. The doctor refused, she said I’m not getting pregnant because of PCOS. I was frustrated beyond belief. I have at this point spent THOUSANDS of dollars because we had Mississippi insurance that covered zero cost of any labs, ultrasounds, or any testing.

I wasn’t sure where to go from here, so being the strong headed woman I am, I marchedmyself into the office and sat in the waiting room until my doctor would see me and demanded an HSG. She finally agreed and I had the test done the next day, $2800.00 later. I had one blocked tube and it felt like the end of the world as I knew it on that drive home. She told me I would never find a doctor who could help me, that my chances are now decreased by 50%, and I need to be looking into IVF. I cried, cried, and cried some more. I was not given proper knowledge or encouragement that I did have options. It was a horrible experience to say the least, very triggering still for me.

It was the next week I reached out to my PCP who went through IVF herself, she told me that sometimes God puts us through things to redirect our route. She told me to get off the phone with her, call Fertility Associates of Memphis and pray. She said prepare for a long wait, but it will be worth it in the end.

I called and much to my dismay they had an opening within ONE WEEK with Dr. Kutteh. My whole life was about to change.

Kutteh has been a God send to me. He undiagnosed me with PCOS, and LISTENED TO ME. I had expressed to my OB I was afraid I had the same tumor as my father, a pituitary tumor, and she called me a hypochondriac. Kutteh without question ran the tests, and in fact I do have a pituitary tumor and that was part of my issue with ovulation. He also found a tumor on my uterus which led to a surgery in July to remove. During this surgery, the tumor was much larger than they expected. My bladder was cut into, which lead to a VERY long surgery and 16 days wearing a catheter. HOWEVER, the tube she said that would never be fixed, HE FIXED!!!

That was July and in December I got my very first positive pregnancy test. My husband and I were on cloud nine, we couldn’t believe it! Honestly, after the very hard year, and being told it would never happen, it was such a relief to be able to give our families the best Christmas news EVER!!

Unfortunately, on New Year’s Eve night, in the hospital ER we miscarried our miracle. I’ll never be able to explain that pain, but if you know you just know. Since then, I have found out I am a XX carrier for muscular dystrophy. It’s been recommended that we do IVF, but God told us no, he told us to trust him. We couldn’t have made it to today without God’s unfailing love and our faith in him, so why stop now.

My story isn’t finished, I will keep fighting to the end. My hope and prayer that is if you are weathering the storm of infertility, you keep going! Lean into God and his word, and if I can pray for you, please let me know. I’m sorry we are all going through this, and my heart goes out to each of you. Don’t give up, advocate for yourself, find a doctor that fits you, and pray.

If I could go back to that very first day in my journey and just tell myself one thing it would be this: “God gives his toughest battles to his strongest warriors. You were born for such a time as this, and God will use you to help so many people. You can cry, you can scream, but you have to get up and keep going.” And that’s my advice to you.