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My family building journey has been long, painful, full of unexpected detours, but also full of moments that showed me exactly who I am and who I want to be. Everyone in my family went through teen pregnancy except me. Growing up, that made me feel like I was standing in a doorway I was never allowed to walk through. I was happy for them, but deep down I carried this quiet grief that maybe motherhood just was not meant for me. That feeling stayed with me for years.
Since 2019, I have experienced four miscarriages. Each one changed me. Each one left its own kind of heartbreak. In 2021, I tried an IUI that failed, and I remember thinking, how many times can a person rebuild their hope. Then in 2024, I went through a divorce that forced me to start my life over while still trying to hold onto the dream of having a child someday. There were moments I truly believed that dream was slipping away from me for good.
In 2023, I went through gastric bypass surgery and lost 190 pounds. It was one of the hardest but most empowering things I have ever done. I spent years feeling trapped inside a version of myself that did not reflect who I was or who I wanted to be. Losing that weight gave me my health back, my confidence back, and my life back. But even with all that change, my fertility challenges continued. That taught me that my worth as a future mom was never tied to a number on a scale. It also showed me how committed I am to doing whatever it takes to have a family.
One of the most powerful parts of my journey was fostering a newborn who came to me at just five days old. I cared for him for more than a year. Loving him was the closest thing I have ever felt to coming home. Even though I was not able to adopt him or his sister because they went to live with their aunt, that experience transformed me. It showed me that my heart is ready. It showed me that I can love a child with every part of me. It proved that I am capable, steady, patient, resilient, and fully prepared for motherhood.
I have also been the one my best friends called in the middle of the night during postpartum struggles. I have helped guide them through motherhood in real life, and every moment has reminded me that nurturing comes naturally to me.
Now my life finally feels stable and grounded. I graduate in December. I have a steady career. I have rebuilt my life piece by piece. And for the first time, hope does not feel fragile. It feels real.
My deepest hope is to have a healthy pregnancy and finally build the family I have dreamed of for so long. I know I am ready. I know I will be a good mom. My journey has been heavy, but it has also made me stronger, softer, and more certain than ever of the mother I will be.
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