It has been a journey for us trying to conceive. In May 2016, I found out I have PCOS. I wasn’t getting a period. I need one of those to get pregnant. I wasn’t ovulating. In August 2016, it was confirmed what they had already suspected that I also have a Pituitary Gland Tumor. It’s a major gland that controls many things but mostly hormones and what my doctors believe was contributing to my PCOS. Therefore, with both of these things, it was going to make getting pregnant naturally extremely difficult. I was on prescriptions of Metformin and Cabergoline.
I couldn’t use the Ovulation kits to tell if I was ovulating or not. Due to my PCOS, every time I took an ovulation test it came out negative because of my hormones. Yes, making it extra hard to predict if I’m even ovulating or when I’m ovulating.
I finally had a menstrual cycle in the month of August. It was the first time I was excited because it means my body is finally working as it should be. We were excited to start trying in September. If only I knew if I was ovulating or not? With PCOS it’s common to get a period but still not ovulate.
We went to the doctor on Friday, September 16, 2016, for our annual physical exams. I told them I was waiting to get my period the following week. They did a pregnancy test and it came back negative. I was a little sad as I was hoping by some miracle the doctor would’ve told us, “Surprise! You did it! You’re pregnant!” It didn’t happen.
Nine days later, on Sunday, September 25, 2016, I was waiting on getting my period. It was supposed to come that Friday. I was cramping, bloated, sore breasts, and tired just like when I used to get my period. My husband was cooking out and the smell of the food was making me sick. While he was outside on the grill I snuck upstairs and took a pregnancy test. Right away the stick showed two lines (Pregnant)! I was in disbelief. I started to shake and pace back and forth. I kept saying out loud, “Oh My God!” “Oh My God!”
I knew I had to take another test because what if this one was false? I started to drink another glass of water as to force myself to pee on a stick again. By this time, my husband had come back inside. I called him up to our bedroom master bath. I asked him to look at the counter as I left the positive stick there for him to see. He turned to me with tears in his eyes. I had tears in my eyes. He said, “I love you so much!” I said, “I’m going to take another test just to make sure.” I took the other test and again right away two lines aka positive pregnancy test. I showed my husband and again we cried together as he held me in his arms and kept kissing my face. We couldn’t be happier or more excited!
Do you know how hard it was for me not to tell my mom and everyone else in the world? All I wanted to do was tell the world, “We’re pregnant! We’re pregnant! We’re pregnant!” I made an appointment with my OBGYN on Wednesday, September 28, 2016, to confirm my pregnancy. It was confirmed.
For those 9 months, it had been a roller coaster of emotions. There have been more frustrations than I can count. This was the most beautiful surprise ever. What I’ve learned over the 9 months of trying to conceive and going through health issues, is patience and learning to surrender.
I learned to surrender to God’s timing. I accepted if it wasn’t going to happen for us, it’s OK. We were going to be OK. We were going to live our lives to the fullest. I learned that I can plan my life as perfect as I possibly could but ultimately I couldn’t plan this. It was a great reminder that God is in charge and He is who bestows all of our blessings. The night before I took that first pregnancy test, I knelt next to my bed. I prayed. I asked God and La Virgen de Guadalupe to help me be patient on this journey. I asked them to see what was in our hearts and to answer our prayers but that we would be patient. I prayed to La Virgen de Guadalupe to help me to become a mother like her.
When I say, “I prayed for this miracle”, I did. Becoming pregnant with PCOS is difficult. Becoming pregnant naturally with PCOS and a Pituitary Gland Tumor is extra difficult. I’ve become more compassionate for my fellow sisters out there also struggling with infertility issues. I know it’s hard. I know it’s frustrating. I know it’s the most helpless feeling in the world. I know our husbands sometimes get a front row seat to our emotions and fears but remain our most loving and kind part of our sanity. I know how it feels to have heartbreak when someone asks, “Are you pregnant yet?” or “When are you guys going to have a baby?”
While I’m reveling in this miracle pregnancy, I’m praying for those who have the same prayer in their hearts. May your prayers be answered. I’ve been there. You are not alone. It helped for me to open up about it and find a support system of women outside of my relationship. The camaraderie of womanhood runs deep. I’ve been prayed for by women I’ve only ever met online. I’ve been prayed for by the women in my family. I’ve been prayed for by my very best friends. If anything, I’m not short of prayers in my life. For me, that has made all the difference. Baby Sunshine is due June 2017. She will be our greatest adventure!