As any Mum would tell you, having children plays havoc on your mind and your body. For those that go through IVF it’s maybe just that little bit more aggressive! Maybe because we are older, maybe because we are trying to prove science wrong or maybe it’s because we are so desperate for that little baby to complete you.
In my case, we had unsuccessfully tried for kids naturally, for about 10 years so we bit the bullet. We went to the reproductive specialist when I was 37, with the news that “I was a reproductive dinosaur” and it was unlikely with the “egg count” I had, that I would be able to have children. Being a highly positive, empowered woman, I did not even contemplate what the Doctor was saying. My response was “I can do, what ever I put my mind to.” I started IVF treatments that same day.
IVF is a roller coaster ride for both partners but as I was going through the actual treatment, I believed that I had the right to declare that I was doing just that little more than my husband. We had two unsuccessful rounds of IVF but I never believed, that I was not meant to have kids. I always visioned myself with 2 boys. After the second round failed, I was particularly heart broken, and did not want to do another round; but a month later I decided to give it another go. I had never failed at anything and I was not going to let this ruin my record. This time I wanted to call the shots. My plan was to have the eggs collected, then wait a month for my body to regroup and then have a frozen embryo transferred. This was my gut feeling and is what we did in that third round. I still remember the phone call “you my dear are very pregnant”! and my journey as a mum began.
The pregnancy was a relatively routine and I worked right up to 37 weeks on the road as a sales rep. I thought I had another 3 weeks to do the nursery and nest but Sidney had his own agenda. I had my routine check up was diagnosed with Preeclampsia and had him the day before my 40th birthday, Via Cesarean, for both of our safety, a 3.8kg baby boy. What a birthday for both of us! No one can ever tell you what its going to be like but if you can liken the first 6 weeks to the most unbelievable, joyous hell that you would ever experience, I would go close.
I was always in tune with my body and I just didn’t feel right, after having Sidney, for about two months. Breast feeding was a nightmare no matter what I did or how many lactation consultants I saw. I went to my Doctor and asked him to run every test imaginable. It was discovered that my Thyroid had given out. Hooray for a Doctor that listened to his patient. So I now supplement daily to help remedy, this little bonus.
The other thing that has really annoyed me, is the skin apron you get from having big babies. I have been blessed with 2 wonderfully healthy big babies (William was 4.1kg born). I looked after myself when pregnant and exercise like a demon after pregnancy but have I have never been able to get rid of it. This has been the reminder in the mirror, of the part of my life that almost broke me. So I have decided to take a little trip to Thailand to have a Mummy Makeover and reclaim my personal power by correcting myself image for me.
If you are interested in doing this for yourself, I will be blogging about it as it gets closer to the time – So stay tuned – I am booked in for January 2018.