Waiting with Infertility
To all the women who are waiting to see two pink lines on the stick; waiting to feel the flutter of tiny feet in her womb; waiting for her tummy to round; waiting for her dreams to come true; waiting for medical answers inside her body so that it can bear a child; waiting on her husband to finally decide he’s ready too; waiting for her womb to produce a life that lasts this time after the heartache of loss or waiting for her fear to subside and hope to surface.
I see you
Every mother in waiting who has experienced fertility challenges has their own story to tell, and each story is unique. My story, like many, started month after month, year after year of negative pregnancy tests, which turned into an unexpected journey of rigid schedules, invasive testing, expensive fertility treatment, countless tears, and lost hope.
Hope with Infertility
Mother’s day came and went. The longing to become a mum and celebrate this day grew harder each year. My heart hurt, and my empty arms ached. But I took solace in connecting with others who struggled, and hearing their stories gave me comfort. Hearing the stories of successful outcomes gave me renewed hope. By sharing stories, pain, and experiences, we can create hope.
Mother’s Day celebrates motherhood, hope and heartaches, I want to tell my story of hope.
On our fourth Fresh ICSI cycle, I remember seeing the flash of light on the ultrasound and hearing our amazing Doctor say that a burst of light is your embryo ( our emerald), smaller than a seed; could those cells become our child?
Never give up hope
We anxiously waited two weeks. I am sitting at home at 5.30 am, staring at the pregnancy test in my hand and seeing those two pink lines. I was shaking. I was shocked but excited. I ran back into our bedroom and woke up my husband, bursting with the news—happy tears streaming down my face. Mark stared back at me in shock, and slowing the excitement crept in. We were going to be parents. I was finally a mum. Years of heartbreak slowly started to ebb away.
Seven weeks later, we are on our way to get an early scan. We were scared, nervous, but excited. We had never gotten to this point in our journey. Our hearts and minds were set on that first ultrasound. Would a baby be there (or babies) growing and alive? As I lay on the bed, the ultrasound revealed our beautiful baby.
My belly grew that winter, spring, and early Summer. The joy, growth, kicks, and miraculous feeling of life are growing inside me.
In July, our beautiful daughter Ella Sophia entered the world. Years of longing were fulfilled.
Never give up hope.