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TLDR; After almost 18 years, the missus is with child. It has been an emotional rollercoaster the last week. #HOPE Full story below for those interested.
After nearly 18 years, PCOS, Endometriosis, Anemia, surgeries, a miscarriage (12 years ago, less than 4 weeks),hormones, tests, heartache, tears, and thousands of dollars, it finally happened. The missus (35F) and I (40M) had all but given up hope on having a biological child. And it all happened out of the blue.
On Monday of this past week, the missus worked early. Said she got to work, and was feeling a bit “off”. Her lady’s time had been regular for the first time ever for about the last year. She was late a month or so. Decided to take a pregnancy test at lunch, which was positive. Said she was going to wait until she got home to tell me. A few hours later, she began bleeding. She left work and called her sister (who is an RN) who said she was probably miscarrying and gave her advice on what to do. She came home. I could tell she was distraught, and when she told me, I was totally gobsmacked. Felt like a totally cruel joke that she would find out that she was pregnant and then start miscarrying hours later. On April Fools Day no less.
The next morning, she made an appointment with a Doctor we had been to previously. The appointment was for today (Friday). So the whole week, we are both dreading that day. It was like a black cloud over our home, making everything dark and gray. It put us both in a bad place. I am rather ignorant of a lot of things concerning female anatomy and pregnancy, and had major panic over what she might have to physically endure. DNC? Surgery? Knowing that mentally, she felt “less than” a woman for not being able to carry a child. I have hardly slept a wink in days.
We went in this morning and they started with an ultrasound. As soon as that little bean showed on the monitor, I saw a little flicker of rhythmic light flashing. Seeing that little heartbeat took my breath away. For the first time in my life, I bawled in front of my wife and a stranger.
To make a long story short, she is almost 7 weeks along. The doctor said Momma and the baby are fine. Nothing that had occurred up to this point was uncommon. He also stated that if the baby makes it to 12 weeks our chances increase greatly. We had went to this appointment expecting sad news and left that office today with the greatest amount of hope we have had in a long time.
I know a lot of women suffer with many of the same issues my wife has had. At one point, a different doctor had said it was highly unlikely that she would have a viable pregnancy at all. I know we are not out of the woods just yet, but I feel it in these old bones that our time is now. Even if this little bean doesn’t make it to a full blown human, it is still possible. There is hope. In the meantime, I am gonna pamper the shit out of my blue eyed girl.
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