Never in a million years did I ever think I would have a problem having a baby. After all why would I, I had a baby....a decade ago. In 2009 I was 31 newly married and ready to expand my family. Who would have thought that it would include 3 different doctors one round of clomid, four iui's and one ivf before finally conceiving twins in December of 2010. I thought the hard part was over and in nine months my family would be complete. Little did I know the challenges I would face in those nine months. At eight weeks I had some bleeding but both babies were fine. At 12 weeks we passed the down syndrome test with flying colors and for the next six weeks I was happy and relaxed. At 18 weeks I went for my level 2 ultrasound. My bloodwork had come back ubber high which indicated that there might me a problem with one or both of the babies. My stress level was through the roof that day and I prayed over and over that everything was okay with my little ones. I made it through the ultrasound and both babies looked perfect My doctors redid the blood test and that came back fine too. The doctors decided that it had to be a lab error. By the way did I metion both babies were boys. At 21 weeks it's time for another ultrasound. I am big I am happy and I am halfway there.....and that is the last time I will feel that way for the rest of that pregnancy. Baby A's heart had stopped beating. Baby B was doing fine. I was sent home to be on bedrest. No one knew what would happen and everyone hoped that I would stay pregnant long enough for baby B to survive. For 14 weeks I laid in bed carrying one baby that would kick and let me know he was okay and one baby that I would never know. On August 11th I finally got to hold Noah and say goodbye. Then I would hold Asher and ten days later bring him home. I will never be able to explain how I felt that day or the days that followed.
17 months later I have found peace. I still think of my Noah everyday and I still have my days that I cry. I have also learned to be happy again. I cherish every single second that I have with Asher. I truly know what a blessing he is.
That brings me to today cycle day 6 of another IVF cycle. Part of me thinks I've done this before I can get pregnant with the help of IVF and then I remember how unpredictable creating a little miracle can be.
17 months later I have found peace. I still think of my Noah everyday and I still have my days that I cry. I have also learned to be happy again. I cherish every single second that I have with Asher. I truly know what a blessing he is.
That brings me to today cycle day 6 of another IVF cycle. Part of me thinks I've done this before I can get pregnant with the help of IVF and then I remember how unpredictable creating a little miracle can be.
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