When we embarked on our journey to start a family, I never
considered how exactly I’d feel once it finally happened, if it ever did.
During the three year process of trying to conceive, there were many hopeful
weeks turned into many hopeless months. When we were fortunate enough to find
Dr.Cortez and begin the process of fertility treatments and IUI; I found it
extremely difficult to believe it was actually happening and could actually be
a possibility. The hormones were overwhelming me and I truly felt that there
was only so much more I could handle before throwing in the towel. Sometimes,
in the mist of my happiness I sit and think about the entire process of
becoming pregnant and how much we really have endured along the way. I feel so
much for those who aren’t lucky enough to get their positive or for those who
are just beginning their journey. It’s such a long, confusing, unfair road but
if you’re ever fortunate enough; it’s the most rewarding journey.
Today, was our first appointment with the doctor since we
got our positive pregnancy test and bloodwork; We got there a little early,
still exhausted from the lack of sleep. As I sat in the waiting room, I
recalled the first time we visited that office, I also recalled never truly
believing I’d go there like so many other women, pregnant. When the lady
finally called my name, we followed her back past the regular doctor rooms to a
room I had learned about quickly with the fertility treatments; I was getting
an ultrasound! I wanted to jump out of my skin with excitement at the
possibility of seeing our little baby’s new home for the next nine months.
The ultrasound showed exactly that; our babies little sac,
as healthy as it could be for 5 weeks and 3 days pregnant. The ultrasound was
amazing for us both; I looked over as Nikki watched the screen and felt a
warmness overwhelm my entire being; we were going to be parents, we had finally
made it, we did it together. The ultrasound lady was so sweet and explained
every bit of it to us both – the fertility drugs gave me multiple large cysts
on my ovary but we were ensured it would not cause harm to the baby. We talked
to Dr.Cortez briefly and scheduled an appointment for two weeks, when I’m 8
weeks pregnant to confirm growth and a heartbeat.
We walked out of the big brown double doors to the lobby,
holding our babies ultrasound picture closely. I had never felt so proud, so successful,
so fulfilled. On the way home, my insurance company called and told me they
were dropping my doctor – however, would continue my coverage for 6 weeks post
my due date; that was icing on the cake – I thought. As we pulled into our
complex, we decided to check the mail as it’s the beginning of the month and
bills are being sent. I opened the mail and found a onesie I had ordered
several days ago and two refund checks from our insurance company! I felt as
the day could literally not get any better!
Not bad for our first doctor’s appointment – I’d do the
entire process over and over again if it meant we would end up with this
amazing experience and baby on the way. I can’t lie, the nerves from my 8 week
ultrasound are more severe than ever, but with a lot of praying and caring for
myself – I’m keeping faith. That’s the thing, you have to keep faith – for
anyone beginning this journey, there is no reassuring thing I can say, but I
can offer advice to keep going, keep trying and keep giving all the faith you
have.
