I'm remembering all the love and encouragement that poured into my life during our in vitro last year. My friends sent me a card of encouragement for every day of needles. It was better than Christmas! May 1st, 2015 was the day of my embryo transfer. We were in Abbotsford that weekend for a football camp for Nolan. Only a small number of people followed our journey closely and knew what was happening. Nolan got food poisoning that same night and we were all up the entire night with him. I remember feeling so scared that it wasn't going to take. On May 12th, 2015, we found out it worked for us and for obvious reasons, it was one of the best phone calls I ever received.
You maybe think I'm crazy, but I'm ready to go again. Yes...Wylder is only 4 months old but I want another baby! Even if it means another c-section. I can't help but have flashbacks of the heart breaking road we had to ride out to get to this place of insurmountable joy! If you haven't noticed on social media, I'm that irritating person in your feed that only posts baby pics. If you've unfollowed me, I get it. I heard that happens... But I am a doting mama. I could take 30 of the exact same picture and struggle to delete half of them. I think every noise that comes from this babe is the greatest, sweetest noise I've ever heard in my life! Meanwhile, the rest of you are moving forward in your days and over here it's 3 o'clock in the afternoon and I'm still in my pyjamas staring at my baby.
The flashbacks of struggling to get pregnant are still painful. If I'm being honest, I'm scared to walk that journey again. I can't put into words just how broken I was in that time. Having no one to relate to me or understand the constant heart ache of longing for something I just couldn't have so easily like most people around me. Hearing advice from people who only knew how easy getting pregnant can be. I know they meant well, but it just hurt so much to hear the light hearted advice as if I hadn't 'tried to relax', 'go on vacation', 'eat better', 'workout less'. It was better when my friends would listen. Although that lighthearted advice usually came from people who weren't in my close circle, and people who had no idea how broken my heart was because they simply could not relate to what infertility even meant. Hearing how they knew other people struggling as well only minimized my feelings. Would you tell someone with cancer that you know other people with cancer, just so they realized they weren't the only one struggling with their daunting reality? Probably not. But with infertility, I was told that and as a result, I put up walls and even shut out some of those people.
So here I am, hoping and praying this time is different. I'm not sure IVF is an option. I did however learn in that time to have grace for myself. There was nothing I was doing that was preventing pregnancy nor was there anything I could do to make it happen for us.
I feel hopeful we can have another baby without treatments, based on me knowing several real life people this has happened to and I pray to God that we get this lucky! I am aware though, that this might not be the case and we have talked about a 'game plan' going forward if it isn't easy again. I'm not meaning to sound negative, I am just guarding my heart because I've been there, and it sucks more than I could ever tell you! Wylder has filled a gaping hole in my heart. He was so worth the hardship and wait which is why I want more babies in this house! Another good thing, aside from my darling baby boy, is how Tom and I have been able to listen and be there for other friends of ours that happen to be going through the same thing. I'm thankful to be a hopeful story for them.
Life has never felt so perfect or so right. I never could have dreamt things would be this good and I am so thankful and excited to see what's next for the Ulm's! Maybe not another baby like, right away, because I am loving watching Wylder's personality blossom, and we would never be bummed if it happened... Now please excuse me as I go watch my baby sleep... #obsessed