I spent many years patiently waiting for the opportunity to become a parent. I wondered if it would ever happen for us. The anxiety was intense at times, but we chose to take things one day at a time. We lost two pregnancies before having our beautiful son.
There are many people going through what we went through, and my heart goes out to them. It’s a difficult thing to speak about, and we often silently grieve due to the amount of stigma attached to these situations. The most important thing that you can do when confronted with such heartbreak is to be there for your partner. You are in it together, never lose sight of that. When you go through something traumatic, it’s tempting to dwell on it. It’s better to practice being present, focus on who is important in the moment.
Alas, as thirty-somethings we were blessed with a son. Interestingly enough, by the time we were pregnant it wasn’t something on our minds at all. It was an incredible surprise. I truly welcomed this pregnancy, although at times I did struggle with the knowledge of how things can go wrong. I used reading, meditation, and affirmations to ease anxiety and welcome each new day until he safely arrived. I have learned the real meaning of the word gratitude.
This is only the beginning of our journey as parents. There is no instruction manual that comes with your newborn. (Although I have found some pretty useful reading material.) I guess from now on I’ll be blogging like a mother…
