Day 131 – I felt a little empty, as i waved goodbye to my friends…

Eight weeks, five days. Day 63 in the quest to chase our little miracle

Imagine you are at the airport about to walk through the gates on to a plane that is taking you on the most exciting adventure, you turn around and there are your friends standing there waving you good bye, they cant come with you, you know that you may see them again, but for now, you must say good bye…

For nearly a year i went to the Life Fertility Clinic, nearly twice a week, each week, always being greeted by the same smiling faces, always being cared for by the most caring people.  Each time i walked into that clinic i felt like i was loved, like someone cared enough to remember my name.

A year ago they were strangers to me, but on friday as i went down the elevator for the last time, i felt empty, like i was walking away from friends.  I felt like i had come all this way, i was now ready for my grand adventure, but all my friends, all the people that stood by me through the toughest time, the people that took my calls even when they were too busy to, the people that shared most of my joys and most of my sadness, well that was it, they were there waving my good bye, wishing me well on my grand adventure.

I know it must sound just that little bit silly, growing attached to the staff at the clinic, but, well… It is true.  They were the ones that were there for me when i thought all hope was lost.  And they were the ones that helped my miracle come true, with out them, i may not be where i am right now.  If i hadnt had that support, if i didnt get the follow up calls, if i didnt have smiling faces each time i went to the clinic, maybe i wouldnt have gone on….Maybe i would have given up the many times i thought i wanted to.

So here i am now, sitting on the plane, waiting for my adventure to begin.  I cant wait for the plane to land, yet i am still sad that my friends cant come along with me.

Maybe one day i will return, and my friends will once again be there for me….  But until then, i will hold a special place in my heart for each and everyone of them.

Even though we’ve changed and we’re all finding our own place in the world, we all know that when the tears fall or the smile spreads across our face, we’ll come to each other because no matter where this crazy world takes us, nothing will ever change so much to the point where we’re not all still friends. Anon

Day 128 – I shed a tear this morning

Eight weeks, two days. Day 60 in the quest to chase our little miracle

To my dearest little miracle,

As i have told you on many occasions before, the year of 2009 was one of the hardest years of my life, and it was hard for reasons other than my journey chasing you.

Last year the man we all knew as Opie, my mothers father, your great grandfather, left this world to be with his daughter.

I am ok, we are all ok, but it doesnt make us miss him any less, most of the time i remember him in passing, latley a little more because your cousin Charlie, well he riminds me in a beautiful way, just how special Opie was to us… And this morning almost out of the blue i received an email which made me think just a little bit more of him, and for a brief moment a wave of sadness washed over me knowing that you would never get to know Opie.

Our Opie was one of the most treasured people i have ever know, he had the kindest spirit, and was by far the most treasureable grandfather of all, and most importantly he was my mothers father, your grandmothers father.

The thing that brings a tear to my eye right now, is the thought that you, my miracle, will never get that chance to meet him, nor will you ever get the chance to meet his daughter, my mother.

If i had one wish for you, it would be that my family and i will be able to share with you the many memories we have of both my mother and Opie, and that you will grow up knowing that you have the most wonderful family.  I pray that even though you will never have the opportunity to meet them,you will know that they are a part of you, and that i will ensure that you know just how much they influenced my life, and thus your life too.

My miracle, you will meet many people in your life, but know that sometimes it is the people who you never knew, or will never know, that are the biggest influence on your life, and that mean the most in the place that matters the most; your heart.

Love from a mother that will be

Memory is a way of holding on to the things you love, the things you are, the things you never want to lose. Kevin Arnold

Day 125 – I think the body knows what the body needs…

Seven Weeks, six days. Day 58 in the quest to chase our little miracle

Argh! I swore ages ago that when i fell pregnant, i wouldnt over eat and i would make sure that i kept up my healthy lifestyle… But i tell you it is hard!

For the last three years i have chosen to have a very healthy diet, where my calories were limited to about 1200 a day… Now i am not trying to stick to that, nope not at all, but i thought that i could continue the way i used to eat at least for the first little while… Nope – WRONG!

I am HUNGRY!  And i know it is my body just using the energy it needs… But still, it is like i cant get full… And not feeling well as well just makes it harder and harder to know what to eat, and when to eat it!

I am eating fruit – 2 pieces a day, plus breakfast, plus a large salad for lunch, then a huge dinner, but still – HUNGRY! I ate tea a half hour ago, well ok, maybe an hour ago, and i am starving again….

I really wish there was like a strict diet plan for pregnancy, where you were told what to eat and when to eat it, that is what i am used to see, my personal trainer used to give me a chart of what to eat and at what time to eat it… Call me silly or insane, but that is what i am used to – and it worked for me, i was never hungry, and i always knew what to eat and when to eat it, and i always knew i was treating my body correctly… Now, well as you can see i am just confused… silly really…

It makes me wonder if it is meant to be like this?  Or if my brain is playing tricks on me?

Sanity in a world of insanity is insane

Day 124 – Have you ever felt so tired?

Seven Weeks, five days. Day 57 in the quest to chase our little miracle

Have you every just felt so tired that nothing makes sense and everything is just goes into the ‘to hard basket’?

That is me…

Too hard today… It is all too hard…

I was feeling upset because no one understood, i was feeling misunderstood, and like everyone was against me, like no one could possibly get what i went through or why the decisions i was trying to make were so hard for me to make.  I felt like everyone was being so hypocritical…

But then i realized how tired i was, and that pressuring myself to make a decision RIGHT now was not helping me or George…  i decided that i just needed time for myself to think it through, to decide what i really want, to be more informed in my decision…

So today, i leave it there…

Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired. Anon

Day 120 – I reserve the right not to be reserved

Seven Weeks, one day. Day 53 in the quest to chase our little miracle

I was planning to post not only a wordless wednesday, but also i was thinking of blogging about something that rang true to me this morning… But then as i began to write, i began hesitating, i saved the draft and wondered if i should post or or not…

I will post it, but tomorrow…

The point is, lately i have been feeling reserved, like i am not sure where to go from here, or rather i know exactly what to write about, but i am worried about offending everyone… I dont know why i should feel so reserved – especially since i have never cared before, but now, it is like my miracle has come along, and now i am worried that if i write how i feel i will offend the friends i have made along the way to my miracle, or even worse offend my miracle…

I am so confused at the moment about where i stand… I know how all the TTC people feel, i have been there, but i feel like such a hypocrite now saying that it will be ok, cause for me it is ok – isnt it?

I also have my believes and sometimes i think that when i write about them, and my faith, or try to express my feelings  i am doing it wrong and i often feel that when i write i am offending the very people i want to learn from… I know i will move past these reservations, and i know that this blog in the end is for me and my miracle, but…

I dont know, i just feel like i need to hold back… or that i am holding back?

There is safety in reserve, but no attraction. One cannot love a reserved person. Jane Austen

Wordless Wednesday

courage

Day 119 – Mysterious Magical fruit…

Seven Weeks. Day 52 in the quest to chase our little miracle

Day Ninety of 100, or Day Twenty Three of this cycle – desperate times call for desperate measures… if you all recall, i ate pineapples, for three days infact… and yes, yes i was sick of them after three days, i swore i would never eat pineapples again…

pineapplesHowever….

Maybe there is some truth to this mysterious fruit… Maybe the myths about the fruits holding magical powers for implantation, are not myths at all, maybe just maybe, in years to come, doctors will be telling us that pineapples are part of the program, along with all the prenatal vitamins, injections, nose sprays and pessaries… who knows?

What i do know is this time i ate pinapples, no other time did i eat pineapples, just this time, and wouldnt you know it, i am pregnant…

So i dont know about you…. but i need no further explanation… i am now an avid believer of pineapples for implantation…

What about you?

The world is full of magical things, whether you believe it or not is your choice.

Day 118 – They are only fears…

Six Weeks, 6 Days.  Day 51 in the quest to chase our little miracle

I have been debating whether or not to write this or not, for fear of making my worst nightmares real, but this blog is me – the real me, inside and out, so i am not going to lie, or dismiss something that i am feeling.  And I am not sure who my audience is now, who is reading my blog, and i apologize if i offend anyone out there, but i am going to continue writing in the only way i know how… By telling the truth about me.

fearYou know when you have news, really really GREAT news, people are so very excited for you, over the moon, so much so that it brings a tear to their eye?  But then, they care so much for you, they try to reassure you that it is going to be ok, even when you never thought it wouldnt?

I have gotten twice now “As long as you make it through the first 12 weeks”

They care, i know they do, they are just being real… and i wont lie, i am scared, i have my fears, but in the end i have to be positive, i have to rebuke my fears and doubts and just believe. I must to have faith, i do have faith…

But this is all so new to me, so exciting, so life defining, everything i ever imagined, how could i not pinch myself, do a double take, want to make sure this is real, and that it is not in my head, and make sure that it will never end?

Without faith, nothing is possible. With it, nothing is impossible. Mary McLeod Bethune

Day 116 – Opening that cupboard door

Day 49 in the quest to chase our little miracle

I do this often, and technically today should be no different to any other morning, but it was.  This morning when my alarm went off, for the first time in almost a year, i actually jumped out of bed and looked forward to the day.

For that split second this morning, before the sun had even risen, i was excited to have the whole day ahead of me, i was excited about the future, i was excited to be getting out of bed for a walk, just me, the sunrise, and my tunes… I was finally excited…

door-openingAnd as i walked and watched the sunrise, it was like a door had opened, not a door to another world, but more a door to a cupboard… And in that cupboard held all the things i have been so desperately wanting to think about, but have not been able to, or felt like i was not allowed to…  For years now i have been putting all my thoughts about anything baby into that cupboard, and this morning, this morning i got to open it…

I spent an hour and a half just thinking about all the things i wasnt allowed to think about before, i thought about things that i was scared to think about, and as i walked and as i said a quick prayer, i noticed i was crying…

I was crying because i went through hell and back.  And i will never ever forget that, i will never forget the feeling that i went through something, something that made me scream, something that made me cry like i never cried before, something that made me feel pain like no one, expect the people who have experienced this, could possibly understand…

I went through hell and back, but because of that i now can have gratitude, love, appreciation, and faith when i open that cupboard door and think about the things i have so desperately wanted to think about… And because of the trials i faced, i can watch the sunrise once more, and be filled with endless hope…

Put your HOPE in God. Psalm 42:22

Day 115 – I chased you, i sought you, and now i see you…

Limbo Land is no more… Day 48 in the quest to chase our little miracle

To my dearest little miracle,

I chased you, i sought you, and now i see you… One week ago i saw a void, i saw a miracle begin…  Today i witnessed yet another miracle, today i saw your little heart beat, i saw a life inside of me that is no bigger than a few millimeters… My little miracle, today i got to celebrate your life, today i finally got the confirmation that you were alive, that you were really there, that you my little miracle will one day soon be in my arms…

Happiness overcame me, tears flowed down my cheeks as i saw this tiny little life inside of me move… I have never experienced anything as amazing as i did today, i have never felt so overwhelmed with the knowledge that there is a God and he is listening…

My miracle there is nothing more that can express to you my deepest emotions…

Love from a mother that will be

You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully when we allow the unexpected to happen. Paulo Coelho