Since we’re finally 12 weeks along, Benjamin and I thought it was an appropriate time to share our exciting news with Facebook (and, thus, almost everyone in our lives). So to all those coming to our blog for the first time… we’re pregnant! Want proof? Here are some pictures of my expanding waistline.
I say finally because, unfortunately for us, getting pregnant was not as easy as we expected it to be. We were surprised and saddened to find out that I have a condition called Lean Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, which means my body doesn’t ovulate on its own. If you didn’t sleep through 6th grade Health class entirely, you know that makes it pretty darn hard for us to make a baby. We were lucky to figure out that there was a problem almost immediately after we started “trying”, and we were able to see a fertility specialist and take some magical drugs that forced my body to ovulate. After many months of frustrating diagnostic tests and trial and error of various treatments, we did it! You can see the timeline of events here.
When we started the blog, we thought it would be a fun way to keep track of the pregnancy and eventually become a place where friends and family could go to see pictures of our inevitably adorable baby. However, as things progressed without seeing that little plus sign, the blog became therapy, an outlet for the frustration that came from our struggle with infertility, and a window into an amazing community of young, healthy women going through the same confusing process. Since we decided not to tell very many people about our struggle (I was dead-set on it being a surprise when we told people we were pregnant… I figured we could tell them the sob story later), the blog was sometimes the only place we could vent or find support throughout the difficult process.
Somewhere along the line it became my personal agenda to share the news about how widespread infertility issues are, and raise awareness so that when women (and their partners) come up against these frightening odds, they don’t feel quite so alone. Which is why I’m willing to put my fat stomach and unattractive pregnancy symptoms on display for all of the internet (and now Facebook!) to see. I’m a success story for all the other women out there dealing with infertility in one way or another.
That, and I’m pretty excited to be pregnant after all that we’ve gone through.
P.S. We call the baby Piccolini, which means “Little One” in Italian.