September 2010 - Candice

My journey started seven years ago when my husband and I got married. I was 32. We wanted a family more than anything in this world. After almost two years of trying with no results we sought help from medical professionals. After numerous tests, they told us we belonged in the “unexplained” category. This was both good news and bad news. We were delighted to learn nothing appeared to be wrong but where to from here? What are our possibilities? No one had an answer except to say it just may happen.

We could not afford invetro and felt it was irresponsible to put ourselves into deep debt to have the family we wanted and not be able to afford to raise them. And so the journey of exploration began.

For six long years I researched and read everything I could get my eyes and hands on. We tried everything we could afford from naturopathy to acupuncture, Iul and clomid. At that point, if they had told me to stand on my head, I would have gladly if it meant having a baby. We were both doing everything we could do to have the family we so wanted.

In February 2009 after going through yet another lul treatment, I phoned in for my test results and I heard the words I had prayed to hear for so long “You’re pregnant!” We were overjoyed to say the least. In April, however, the unthinkable happened. I had a miscarriage. It was devastating for us and our parents and friends. But ever focused I wanted to get right back to trying to create our family. I went back to see my naturopath within a couple of days and she cautioned us to take a breath and let my body and our hearts heal. We did, but we never gave up thinking and hoping for one moment that we would be pregnant – again.

One day in July I woke up early with an inkling. I just felt I had to head off for a pregnancy test, call it mommy intuition. You are right! It was positive. We were both in disbelief, fear, excitement and every other emotion you could imagine. We decided not to tell anyone until we were sure everything was going to be okay. A couple of weeks later off we went for our first ultrasound. Nervously I hopped up onto the table. The nurse began with a ream of questions, which only added to my anxiety. I finally mustered up the courage to ask her if everything was okay. She showed us the screen, then pointed and said “This is baby “A” and this is baby “B”. Yes – two babies! Twins. To say the least I was over the moon. My husband had a look of shock initially and then a huge smile came over his face. We both burst into tears of joy.

After very uneventful pregnancy (thank heaven) we have two amazing, six month old happy, healthy and beautiful baby girls. They are our sunshine and every day I fall more in love with them.

The moral to my story is never give up on your dreams, no matter how daunting they may seem.