Becoming Parents...
When I first started dating Andrew, I knew what I wanted out of a relationship. I wasn't going to date someone, unless I knew that wanted a future with that person. This meant that there was a lot of talking and getting to know the other person, before I would make it 'official'.
I also knew, vaguely, what I wanted in life.
I wanted to be a wife, and a mom. This worked for Andrew, since he wanted to be a husband, and be a dad.
Unfortunately, when it came to us conceiving, we struggled. Nw it didn't take us nearly as long as a lot of couples, but we both thought it would be easy. We were both young, went to the gym often, and ate pretty healthily. It took over a year for us to become pregnant. During this time I tried countless supplements, made andrew take fish oil, cut out *almost* all caffeine, tried prenatal yoga, drank tons of water, and pretty much everything else you can find on Google to "Naturally Boost Fertility". I was trying everything I could think of and took countless pregnancy tests, but there was still no positive test.
This took a toll on me, I was so upset that I wasn't getting pregnant. I would have nights that I would end up crying because "My body sucks, and hates me." Andrew would hold me and tell me that we would get through this. One way or another we would be parents. I so badly wanted the experience of being pregnant, and feeling baby kicks. I wanted to watch my belly grow, and imagine what our little bean would look like.
After almost two years, I realized that my very punctual period, was very much late. and not just a day or two off. My period, which had never been a day off in my entire life, was a week and a half late. I wanted to be excited, but I couldn't be, because I couldn't handle the disappointment.
Right after I got off work, I went and bought three tests (because taking just one obviously isn't enough, right?).
Andrew was out in the workshop in the backyard, and I went straight inside to the bathroom. I didn't even tell him I was home, or that I was late. I thought I was crazy, and convinced myself that it wasn't possible. After taking one test, I was almost too scared to look at the result. When I saw the positive sign next to the word 'pregnant' I couldn't move. I was literally frozen. I walked in a daze outside to the workshop, and handed Andrew the test. I didn't say a word. He just looked up at me with a smile, no words were necessary.
When trying to become pregnant,our marriage became so much stronger than it was before. I don't necessarily think that being parents has changed our relationship too much, but the journey to becoming parents? Definitely.
I love my husband so much, and watching him become Skye's daddy has only made that love grow. Becoming parents didn't ruin our marriage, it made our marriage stronger, and more meaningful. We have given each other the sweetest little blessing, and I thank God everyday I have both of them.
I also knew, vaguely, what I wanted in life.
I wanted to be a wife, and a mom. This worked for Andrew, since he wanted to be a husband, and be a dad.
Unfortunately, when it came to us conceiving, we struggled. Nw it didn't take us nearly as long as a lot of couples, but we both thought it would be easy. We were both young, went to the gym often, and ate pretty healthily. It took over a year for us to become pregnant. During this time I tried countless supplements, made andrew take fish oil, cut out *almost* all caffeine, tried prenatal yoga, drank tons of water, and pretty much everything else you can find on Google to "Naturally Boost Fertility". I was trying everything I could think of and took countless pregnancy tests, but there was still no positive test.
This took a toll on me, I was so upset that I wasn't getting pregnant. I would have nights that I would end up crying because "My body sucks, and hates me." Andrew would hold me and tell me that we would get through this. One way or another we would be parents. I so badly wanted the experience of being pregnant, and feeling baby kicks. I wanted to watch my belly grow, and imagine what our little bean would look like.
After almost two years, I realized that my very punctual period, was very much late. and not just a day or two off. My period, which had never been a day off in my entire life, was a week and a half late. I wanted to be excited, but I couldn't be, because I couldn't handle the disappointment.
Right after I got off work, I went and bought three tests (because taking just one obviously isn't enough, right?).
Andrew was out in the workshop in the backyard, and I went straight inside to the bathroom. I didn't even tell him I was home, or that I was late. I thought I was crazy, and convinced myself that it wasn't possible. After taking one test, I was almost too scared to look at the result. When I saw the positive sign next to the word 'pregnant' I couldn't move. I was literally frozen. I walked in a daze outside to the workshop, and handed Andrew the test. I didn't say a word. He just looked up at me with a smile, no words were necessary.
When trying to become pregnant,our marriage became so much stronger than it was before. I don't necessarily think that being parents has changed our relationship too much, but the journey to becoming parents? Definitely.
I love my husband so much, and watching him become Skye's daddy has only made that love grow. Becoming parents didn't ruin our marriage, it made our marriage stronger, and more meaningful. We have given each other the sweetest little blessing, and I thank God everyday I have both of them.
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