I have been asked by those I deeply love to share our baby story. A story that continues to grow every day…and a story I hope will encourage and bless others.
After the Hubs and I married 10 years ago we immediately started trying to have a family. We did everything we knew to do and prayed daily for a baby. After 10 months of trying we went to the doctor. I was diagnosed with PCOS (Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome) and I began treatment with Clomid and started taking a drug called Metformin to help manage the PCOS. I became pregnant shortly after. We had one week of excitement and bliss followed by the devastation of an early miscarriage. We repeated the Clomid treatments six times without success. We took a mandatory break from trying when the Hubs served in Iraq. When he came home we tried clomid a few more times. Each month was an emotional rollercoaster. Every time my cycle would start again I felt like a failure. Every time a friend or family member would announce they were pregnant, even though I was happy for them, it was salt in my wound. So, after six years and countless tears we got on a waiting list for one of the best Reproductive Endocrinologist in the world. Three months later we were sitting in his office. The doctor recommended we do an IUI (Intra Uterine Insemination) with Clomid. So, after a battery of blood tests and sonograms we were ready for the IUI. The first month did not lead to pregnancy. The second month we did injectable ovary stimulating drugs, Clomid, and an ovulation trigger injection along with the IUI. We found out two weeks later, on Christmas Day that we were expecting!
The following few weeks were filled with trips to the doctor for blood work, and trying not to worry. It did not feel real! I could not believe it was finally happening. As we were called back for our first sonogram of the baby the nurse commented to us “Let’s go see how many are in your litter?” I questioned her as we entered the sonogram room. She told us that because my blood work numbers were so high they suspected we were having multiples. In shock we watched our sonogram and we saw two embryonic sacks stacked on top of each other and the tiny baby and heartbeat of the sack on top. We were ecstatic! The doctor told us that he could not confirm the second pregnancy because he could not see all the way into the second sack because of the way they were stacked and released us to my regular OB/GYN for routine care and a follow-up sonogram in a few weeks.
At our next sonogram appointment at 11 weeks we were told that we were only expecting one baby. After a little grief we enjoyed and celebrated a great pregnancy. We welcomed our son into the world that August. Our sweet baby boy is now three and a half and has been asking for a brother or sister. He even asks God in his bed time prayers. It is the Hubs and my desire as well.
I thought that once we had a child the pain of infertility would go away, but it only did temporarily. Once the Mini turned two I had baby fever again. We began to try on our own with no luck. We decided that we would go back to the Reproductive Endocrinologist at the first of the year. We went to our first appointment in January and the doctor recommend repeating the same treatment that we conceived the Mini with, but before we could continue I had to go through a series of blood work and sonograms to test for a whole slew of things from egg reserves to fibroid tumors, since I am now over 30. We were given the green light and all clear from the doctor and our fertility drugs were ordered and in our refrigerator waiting for my cycle to start to begin treatment.
During this waiting time we began to pray even more for a baby. We longed to conceive naturally so we would not have to endure the risk and high costs of the fertility treatments. The Hubs and I both began a 40 day fast to focus our prayers and heart to God and fervently seek His will for our family and our desire to have another child. Through our prayers and fast we found peace and encouragement. A week and a half past and I started coming down with a virus. My noise was stuffy, my head hurt, and I felt physically worn out. I left work early that day to go home and rest. When I got home I was getting myself ready for a nap when it occurred to me that my cycle should have already started. I wanted it to hurry up and start so we could begin our fertility treatment. The sooner it would come, the sooner we could get pregnant.
Then, like every month, I began to entertain the thought that maybe I was pregnant. I got butterflies in my stomach at the thought. But then, reality hit me. We had been trying for ten years and it never happened on its own. I dug in the back of my bathroom cabinet and pulled out a pregnancy test. I took it, anticipating and preparing for disappointment. My disappointment quickly turned to disbelief when a few moments later the test read an unmistakable “pregnant.” I sat there stunned for a few minutes, unable to move. I took the test in my trembling hands and showed the Hubs. He held me as we prayed and thanked God for the miracle and for answering our prayer. I was crying as I called the doctor’s office. They needed me to come in that afternoon for blood work to confirm that I was pregnant.
Everything came back good! I repeated the blood work several more times over the next week. All the tests showed my pregnancy levels were increasing as they should. Two weeks later we were scheduled for a sonogram and we saw a precious little beating heart! We then shared our good news with our friends and family.
Due to my pregnancy history we continued to have sonograms every week through week ten. It was a blessing to watch the baby grow so quickly in those first few weeks. It was also very reassuring! Morning sickness has seemed to subside and I am feeling good. We have a fetal heart monitor that we listen to the baby’s heartbeat with and some days it still doesn’t feel real. Then I look down at my belly…its is definitely for real!
Me at 10 weeks.
This is our baby story…a story that continues to grow every day. A true miracle to us!
Love to all~Blessed West