When you struggle with infertility and the months of waiting for a pregnancy turn into years, it can be difficult to imagine ever holding your baby. We spoke with more than a dozen moms who bravely battled infertility and won and we’re honored to share their powerful stories with you.
Nichole Beaudry, shown with her first child, Katherine
It never occurred to me that I’d ever have a problem getting pregnant.
My husband and I were married in August and immediately began trying for our first baby. My type A tendencies had me temping and charting from the very beginning. I wanted a baby and didn’t want to waste a single cycle. I was sure we’d get pregnant within a month with all of my careful charting and controlling.
Months went by and I felt concern creeping in. My OB-GYN was incredibly proactive and referred us to our reproductive endocrinologist once we tried for six months on our own.
We began a Clomid/IUI/Trigger shot combination only to learn that the HCG shots were causing cysts, which forced us to take a break from the drugs after each round. It was on our third unmedicated cycle that I thought my heart might finally break.
I sat there in the RE’s office and listened to her tell me that I wouldn’t ovulate that month and for the first time, I began to truly consider the idea that I might never get pregnant. She advised me to go home, enjoy my husband and some martinis and get some rest.
And that’s exactly what I did. I think I drank more that month than I did in college. For the first time since we were married, I truly lived in the moment with my husband. I had spent the first year of our marriage focused on what we didn’t have, instead of all that we did and it was an amazing month.
Then, 40 weeks later, when they placed my daughter onto my chest in the delivery room, I still could not believe she was there. I will never forget the way her sticky body melted into mine as I nursed her for the first time.
Looking back, I don’t know if I would change things. Those long months of waiting for her made me appreciate her even more. They made me soak up every minute of my pregnancy and try to etch it into my memory.
It’s those moments with her and with her brother who came along two and a half years later that help us to cope now, as we try for just one more baby.