As you know my road from wife to mommy was long, with many disappointments along the way. Even though I love them to pieces now I was very sad to hear about the arrival of my niece and nephew, as I’m sure anyone who has traveled the road of IF will understand.
I started my 1st cycle of clomid in October 2009, which obviously was a failed cycle for me. But that was the month my step sister got pregnant.
My second cycle was November 2009, which again was another failed cycle, but not for my step brother and SIL. Which was a complete shock as their son was 20 years old. I felt like god was playing a cruel joke on me.
I jokingly told my friends that they stole my babies. I had a hard time being around them as I was so upset I wasn’t pregnant. I mean I was the one having blood tests every few days and paying for fertility drugs, yet I was the only one not pregnant.
My only hope/wish/dream was to be pregnant before they were born.
Towards the end of their pregnancy I listened to them complain about being uncomfortable and how they couldn’t wait to not be pregnant any more and all I did was long to be pregnant. Sometimes I really wanted to yell that at them.
Then July came around and my nephew was born...and I still wasn’t pregnant.
That month I started injections.
August came about and my SIL was having contractions all weekend, and I started spotting. I was devastated and didn’t know how I was going to see my niece. The thought of seeing her was actually making me sick to my stomach because I was so upset at another failed cycle, a failed cycle that we had spent so much money and time in doctors offices on.
As you know the spotting stopped and I did take a pregnancy test that ended up being positive on August 19th. So when my niece was born on August 28th I was so excited to go see her.
Looking back I feel bad for feeling that way towards them, but at least I never told them I felt that way. I did a good job at hiding my feelings because I knew it wasn’t their fault we were having problems. But it wasn’t my fault I felt that way either. That’s the life of an IF sufferer.
But now I have this beautiful niece and nephew that my little man gets to grow up with. And I may be a little biased but my little man is definitely the cutest and totally worth the wait, lol. The whole point of this story was because we spent the day with them yesterday, and he got to meet his great grandma. We had planned on going to out my dads for a cookout, but it’s been raining for days so we had to stay inside. But fun was still had.
Rik is 21, Avery is just a few days shy of 11 months, Grace was 9 months yesterday and John will be 5 weeks tomorrow. I can’t wait till they can all run around and play together. Well I don’t know if Rik will be running around playing with them, but I’m sure Grace will be expecting big brother to protect her from the other two. Although with her little attitude she can probably handle them herself.
Meeting great grandmaJohn is a tall little dude so I said that he was almost as tall as Avery, so we were comparing sizes.
Avery and Grace playing, Grace did not want to look at the camera
But Avery was all about it
Finally got her to look at me, but she wasn’t putting that toy down
Having fun with daddy
Daddy sure is proud of his little dude
I took several shots of this picture and there isn’t one where every one is looking at the camera. But these are probably the best 3. If I was better at editing I would make it perfect.
This is Rik holding Grace, Great grandma holding John, and my dad holding Avery.