Induction tomorrow

Hello everyone! I will be 39 weeks tomorrow. 39 weeks ago, yes, it seems ages ago, when I peed on a stick and finally got that elusive +. Now, we’re to the finish line.

I’m both sad and glad and excited and scared. In the next day or so (I really hope just a day), our precious little Cara will be here, in the flesh, after all the hard work, tears, tests, meds, etc.

In the next day or so, our lives will never be the same again. I’ve been having some bouts of tears while watching my ever loving husband fold the baby’s clothes after I washed them. He saw how tired I was and just started folding the clothes himself. I watched him fold and the look on his face was just contentment and joy. Then the tears started flowing.

It will never be just the two of us anymore. I know it’s a weird thought since we’ve worked hard for this baby, but I feel that we will have less time for each other. He assured me that it’s going to be fine while I was crying in his arms.

It’s the eve of the day prior to induction. We had dinner before he left for work. We shared our usual laughs and teasing and then it hit me again when he left for work. Tomorrow or the next day, we will be a family of four (yes, we have a dog) and it will never be the same again.

I’m happy and sad, excited and scared. Our next chapter is about to begin. Wish us luck!


Baby dust to everyone still waiting for their baby.


Hello there! πŸ‘ΆπŸΌ

It’s been a while since I’ve written anything, just wanted to give a quick update. I’m now 12 weeks and 2 days. We’ve had several check-ups with my ob/gyn, everything looking good so far. Pregnancy symptoms have been awful some days, some days I’m fine. Anything for this precious little one.

My pup has been extra clingy, always on my belly and protecting me from anything and anybody – including my husband! So precious!

To those following my blog who are still waiting – baby dust to you! Bumping my belly with yours (I did this with my intern when she was pregnant – I know, crazy, but will do anything)!

Here is our precious little one at 10w4d…

Why? How? Why?

I try not to read the news, but it’s really hard. Apart from the political turmoil here in the US, there has been an influx of children being killed – at times by their own mothers/parents.

It’s so hard to fathom how a mother can do such a thing. We have a puppy and she’s being treated like our own child. We even spoon feed her when she’s hormonal and wouldn’t eat anything. 

To read these kinds of horrifying news is truly heartbreaking for someone who’s been TTC. We’ve been trying for almost two years now (first year – on our own; second – IUI and meds). We want a child and have been spending time, money, energy, and tears just to have one. Yet, those who are fortunate to have one, I can’t even begin…

One mother locked the doors and windows to their trailer before setting it ablaze. Another poisoned her kids. Yet another did something horrible that I don’t even want to remember.

Why? How? Why? I really want a child. I want a child. I would give my all and take care of my child if we could have one. Those unwanted angels, I want them. 

If I may have just one, please. Please. Please. Please.