This past weekend, Erik and I spent a lot of time together just the two of us. Here are some final bump shots from a walk we took around the pond near our house.
I really can’t believe that we will finally be holding our daughter in our arms in about 24 hours. Words can’t describe how thrilled I am to finally meet her and to become a family of three. I have been blessed with the most supportive and loving husband and I can’t wait to watch him become a father.
Our little lady is breech so she will be arriving via c-section tomorrow. It is a bit surreal to sit here and think about how much will change in the next day. I’m so anxious, excited and nervous but overall excited! I was disappointed to learn that I needed a c-section because I want to experience labor and delivery, but I know it is the safest way for our little lady to come out. In the end, I am just praying for a healthy little girl, so it doesn’t matter how she gets here. Her birth story will still be incredible.
The day is particularly special for us because of the fairly long journey we had conceiving. I think because of that, I feel doubly blessed. As I have opened up about this struggle, I have learned how common our story is. I felt the need to mention what we went through to get to this point. One year ago from early November, we had been trying to conceive for 2 years and had 3 failed Clomid (oral fertility medication) and 2 failed IUI (intrauterine insemination) attempts. Our 3rd IUI attempt was cancelled due to cysts which ended up being a devastating time for me. We were starting to move on to IVF (in vitro fertilization) which would not happen until after Christmas, so we were moving into yet another holiday season without the one thing we wanted most. We are so lucky to have such supportive families, but it was very easy at this time last year to retreat within ourselves and wallow a bit in the sorrow. I always felt such guilt because I know that there are so many worse situations, but that didn’t make our situation any easier to handle.
On March 1st, we learned that our first IVF attempt had worked. Our perfect little embryo had implanted. That will always be one of the happiest days of my life. I remember when I was calling Erik to tell him the good news, I could barely speak because I was overcome with emotion. He was a bit nervous when he heard my voice, but thankfully I was able to tell him that finally I had happy tears!
Here is our little baby back when she was only an embryo. I’m so thankful this little bean decided to stick.
This time last year was one of the more difficult times in my life and now we are about to experience such joy. I can’t wait to meet our little miracle baby and introduce her to all the wonderful people in our lives. Thank you all for your support over the past few years and your kind words and excitement over the last few days! Our next post will announce the new arrival!
“Some kind of miracle passed on our heads” – Vienna Teng, Erics’s Song