Yesterday, I confessed over facebook that I was "over it." I was starting to get so uncomfortable that it was hard to stay positive and I just needed to vent (and was amazed by the support I received from numerous people - it really helped!).
Coincidentally, yesterday, my sister posted on facebook that it is National Infertility Month. When I saw that this morning, it put things back into perspective for me. I do not want to forget that the swollen belly and the constant lethargy are simply small side effects of the fact that a baby is growing in me and the fact that I am so blessed to experience it.
There are many people in my life who have had to fight for this miracle. And fight hard. I have seen family members and friends experience miscarriages, fertility doctors, and adoptions. When Jesse and I decided to try to have a baby, it was an emotional time for me because I was so aware of the possible difficulties. Although I knew it normally took awhile, every single month that went by without a positive test caused me to worry that we wouldn't be able to get pregnant. As a matter of fact, the weekend before our positive test, I cried to Jesse because I was starting to lose hope. I only had a small glimpse of what many couples have had to face as their reality.
In honor of those couples -- the people whom I admire for their constant strength and faith and perseverence - in honor of those people, I will not allow myself to be swallowed in the negativity of the last month of pregnancy. I am so blessed to be carrying this child, and I will not forget that.
After all... how often is it that a person gets to carry around a miracle inside of them for 9 months?
Hey Coury, you definitely are blessed!! I have been keeping a journal of everything that Jason and I have been through to conceive our little one. When I look at our struggle and then see others who have had a tougher struggle, it really puts things into perspective. LOVE your blog!! Heather
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