Did I ever tell you, I started this blog about a year back to talk about my pregnancy and how I emerged from battling infertility to finally being pregnant and having a child in my arms? I don’t think I have ever had the guts though to revisit that difficult time in my place. Therefore I have never written about it on my blog. This, in fact, is my 90th and something blog post here and I think I am finally ready to talk about it – my miracle pregnancy. And I am glad for this blog train that I am participating in along with 24 other bloggers and celebrating #9daysofwomanhood through the Navratri season. I thank Harneet Khurana for setting the stage for me. I loved her blog Sublime Messages on the prompt for today which is all about our pregnancy. And don’t forget to visit PrettyMumma Says to see Surbhi Mahobia’s perspective on her pregnancy.
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Every pregnancy is a miracle and so is mine. But a little more so.
I have been under-diagnosis and treatment for PCOD for as long as I can remember. Back when I was young and in my 20s I did not pay much heed to this as I was unmarried and pregnancy was the last thing on my mind. Most Doctors would say that I first needed to lose weight. Although I was not overweight at all a few kilos off would not have hurt. But I am a foodie and back then trying out every new restaurant and cuisine was more of a priority in my life than running a mile.
However PCOD largely means infertility or basically a lack of hormonal balance which in turn affects ovulation and therefore pregnancy, to put it briefly. Only when we decided as a couple that we were ready to have a child in our lives, did we start thinking of a real solution to PCOD. Well let me tell you there is none. But it has to be only managed – with a healthy lifestyle. I don’t just mean weight and fitness, but the real deal was up there in the head. How happy are you? How stressed are you?
Now here comes miracle 1
PCOD sufferers usually (but not always) have a cyst on their ovaries and all my scans used to show a huge mass on one of my ovaries. After all medication, diet & weight loss failed to bring that cyst under control it was decided that we had to choose the operative way and remove it. Now brace yourself, as neither I nor my Doctors have any explanation for this. They usually just smile when I ask them how this happened, but it did. So, armed with my latest scan reports it was decided that a month from the day I would be operated upon to remove the cyst. In the
So, armed with my latest scan reports it was decided that a month from the day I would be operated upon to remove the cyst. In the meantime, I was also undergoing a big change in my life which was leaving full-time employment to possibly do no job and just be a “house wife” (I had no idea I would set up my own freelance practice then or blog for that matter.) It was a scary prospect but it was needed because my health was suffering from the STRESS of the long hours, office politics, work load, crazy travel on Mumbai roads and basically just a lack of contentment. So that happened and soon the day dawned when I was to be operated on. But when the Doctor operated and the procedure was underway and she saw that there was no longer a cyst there. Just as my office life stressors disappeared, so did the cyst.
We still don’t know what to make of this. We are sure it was not a medical scam to get money extricated from our pockets, as we had shown my scans to various Doctors and it was the same story all over the many years I have known PCOD.
But that wasn’t my happy ending
However, even after the disappearance of the cyst, it was not like pregnancy happened. I still faced disappointments month after month. And after wasting time with a routine gynaecologist it was decided that we needed the help of a fertility specialist. Keeping aside the mental trauma of it, that I would not be able to conceive naturally, we consulted an expert. Soon we were on the list for IUIs with a renowned and effective Doctor. We were happy we were in expert hands. We were also utterly careful about what I ate – only healthy, fresh and natural. No alcohol. No strains on the body of any sort. No stressors.
But it still did not happen.
After about 6 IUI cycles which included taking daily jabs of hormone stimulating injections (self-injected may I add) and several irritating internal scans, and me sinking into depression ( a topic for another post someday perhaps) it was decided that we take a break from the treatment. This is a regular cooling period between IUI cycles and most usually involves counselling for IVF etc.
I sank further into depression. We began to question the need and role of a child in our lives. Were we forcing something to happen which did not want to be ours in the first place?
The biggest miracle of them all
So we took a month off and rather than moping around about it and feeling sorry, we decided that we would get our lives back on track and enjoy every day just like we used to. Cooking exotic meals, eating, drinking and lots of partying the night away with friends happened.
After a month we were tired and my periods had not yet come. Cursing PCOD I decided I would take medication to get them so that we could start with my fertility cycles again. But some divine hand intervened and I decided I would go to my Doctor and ask her to give me a prescription for it.
When it was my turn to enter her chamber, I plain simple asked her to give me the prescription for ABC to get my periods quickly. But she had other plans – she wanted to do an internal scan first.
And she showed me a tiny light blipping on the screen.. that was my babyTs heart, beating in synch with mine. There he was, my miracle pregnancy.
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