Sperm meet Egg

I am 30 weeks today. Crazy. Who woulda thought that after 2 years of trying to conceive, that I will be popping out a little human being in roughly 10 weeks. I am SO excited.

Let me tell you a little story. This conception was not easy. In fact, it was an emotional rollercoaster ride. I don't want to get into the nitty-gritty details but I went from 1 specialist to another, being told 1 thing and then being told the complete opposite. For 2 weeks straight, my life consisted of getting needles to get my blood tested and getting ultrasounds to track my follicles. I had to do this roughly every 2nd or 3rd day and then repeat the next month. The doctors put me in the "unexplained" category. These kinda things definitely take a toll on one's mental state. Trying to conceive became an all-consuming state of mind. It obviously became an obsession, and I honestly don't think that I'm an obsessively-natured person. I'm the type of person that usually succeeds in achieving the goals that I set out for, so this was a big slap in the face.

My counterpart was the most positive person in the world. Well, I don't know about you, but when something you want SO badly doesn't happen. You basically feel like a failure. I am used to relying on my body to be strong and doing what I want it to do, so when it didn't, I felt like my body was letting me down.

I tried different things. I prayed. I popped pills, I took injections. I stopped running, I gained fat. I took TONS of multivitamins and other natural stuff. I stayed positive.

In the end, my mom says it was a miracle. Well, I do believe that life is a miracle so I guess I would agree with her. Was it technological innovation or did I just allow my body to get 'lucky'? We will never know.

What I do know is that there are many woman out there that are still trying and aren't as lucky as me. I sympathize with them. Some couples go through miscarriage after miscarriage or spend thousands of dollars to have sperm meet an egg in a petri dish. The reason why I wrote this post wasn't because I want you to empathize with me. Rather, I just wanted you to know that there is this taboo subject called infertility that no one likes to talk about. I've met so many women that are starting to lose hope. This post is for those women so that they may stay strong and not to lose faith in the miracle of life.

POP!

It's official, I've 'popped'. For those doubters out there, the next time you see me, I can give you an "up close and personal" view of my outtie belly button. It's quite attractive, not to mention the beautiful stretch marks that are starting to appear all over my belly.

But things are still going pretty well for me. The PUPPS episode has calmed down (thank GOD!) but sometimes after swimming, my skin gets irritated and then breaks out for about 10 minutes.. Other than that, I'm starting to slow down my level of activity. I love naps.

So, the countdown is on. 10 weeks of work left until my maternity leave begins and I am SO excited.

I can't wait to be a mom.