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My sister and her husband have been trying to conceive for the past few years. In these years, there have been MANY heartbreaks. My other sister and I began to feel guilty for having such productive wombs, but of course, it wasn’t our fault. My sister got in the game kind of late. She started trying when she was almost forty. I know that forty isn’t old in the grand scheme of things, but the specialist said it was definitely a strike against them. I think my sister took it personally. She blamed herself for waiting too long. She blamed the cysts in her uterus for disrupting her chances. She blamed God for not doing the one thing He was known for. Creating.
Neither her nor I consider ourselves religious people, but I assured her that the powers that be aren’t carrying a grudge. She seemed doubtful, but in spite of it, continued to cycle down the IVF road with a heavy heart that somehow still contained hope amidst its surroundings.
In the first couple of years, we were all fools. We got our hopes up EVERY time. After a couple of miscarriages, we learned to protect ourselves with skepticism. We held our breaths on the days we knew were her doctor visits and when the phone would ring, our stomach would wrench up and our jaws would tighten. Our bodies were preparing for the worst news. And time after time, that’s what we got.
After four years of torture, they finally had promising cells. The strongest to date. I tried not to get my hopes up too much, but when weeks started turning into months, we all thought, “This one’s a keeper!”
Finally, on January 25th, my niece was born into this world! Unfortunately, her arrival wasn’t met without adversity. Her lungs were underdeveloped when she came out and she needed help breathing until they could get acclimated to the real world.
Today, I talked to my brother-in-law who said it didn’t look like it would be long until her release!!! I’m so excited. I’m flying to L.A. on Monday to lend an extra pair of arms and swoon from the beauty of my new niece Helena Leeann.
As you can see, she’s a keeper!
Time to give thanks to the power that be!
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posted by
creatress
on Feb 1, 2008 at 07:27 PM
posted by
Jenniefromtheblock
on Feb 2, 2008 at 09:07 AM
Congratulations!! my sister and her husband struggled with many miscariages until they had one and he is 2 now. My son who is 3.5 and hers are like little buddies.They play so cute together. Thats wonderful news thanks for shareing. posted by
Jacobsmama
on Feb 2, 2008 at 11:35 AM
I am new to the Sacmomsclub.com website, but a story like yours and your families is always touching. I just wanted to stop in and say Congratulations, as well as to your sister and her husband, they must be absolutely thrilled. Sincerely, Stefany posted by
ktja
on Feb 2, 2008 at 08:56 PM
posted by
Melody
on Feb 3, 2008 at 08:05 AM
I'll be coming back on the 10th, so I get a nice long visit with her! I can't wait for my daughter and her to play together. It will be so amazing to see. Thanks for all the love and well wishes! posted by
JenisMama
on Feb 3, 2008 at 12:26 PM
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Congrats girl, that is such great news! What a pretty baby. When will you be back? I wish you a very safe trip
(on a side note, how do you get the pic in your content like that? I can't do it. May be my browser?)