Growing up I had a lot of battles with my body image, acne, and painful unpredictable cycles, however I did not know anything about PCOS. That was until I was officially diagnosed at the age of 18 right before starting college. I began to learn a little bit more about the diagnosis and was put on birth control to help regulate my cycles as well help with other symptoms. For many years after I was told by multiple people that being on the pill and having PCOS makes conceiving hard but I was nowhere near thinking about babies so I didn’t think much of it. Eventually I got into a long-term relationship and discussed it with my partner who was supportive but also thought it was too early to think about it.
As the years went by I always had the fear in the back of my head, because I had always wanted babies and wanted to be a mother. Closer to the time of us planning our wedding I had decided to finally get off birth control to help my body regulate without it. I stopped taking the pills in March 2021, a year before we got married in March 2022. After the wedding we did not really start trying but we did not prevent it either. Nothing happened.
In February of 2023 I was in India and decided to visit a fertility specialist as a family member was going to their post IVF appointment. Immediately walking into the room the “doctor” decided to belittle me by stating that I “looked” like I had PCOS. Without ultrasound, bloodwork or anything he insisted I needed to lose weight and needed to start Metformin. I refused to take it. He was not very happy.
Fast forward to February 7, 2024, I had felt a little weird for a few days and decided to test even though I would see another negative like I always did. But I was wrong, that evening I would get my first positive pregnancy test. I was shocked, my husband was completely speechless. After checking my app, I realized I was almost 7 weeks pregnant due Oct 1. I had an infertility appointment for the following morning which I then called and changed. The next morning, we went in for our appointment and even got to hear a heartbeat.
Things were going great with the pregnancy with good appointments, genetic testing and bloodwork. Then came time for our anatomy scan just a few days before our planned gender reveal party. We went in with my parents excited to see the baby. But just as the tech started the ultrasounds I realized something was wrong, the baby looked small similar to the last ultrasound. It was really quiet in the room, as the tech explained the baby was measuring about 15 weeks but I was 19 weeks along. Then she continued to state that she couldn’t find a heartbeat and was gonna get the doctor. Our hearts dropped as we waited and I sent my parents out of the room.
The doctor came and repeated the worst news ever, our baby had no heartbeat and most likely stopped a few weeks prior after our last “normal” ultrasounds. I was immediately told to go home and start medication to get inducted. That evening a little after 7pm, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, our angel. All of our plans had changed but we trusted God had a plan and prayed.
Fast forward a year, today I am 24 weeks pregnant with our rainbow baby girl due in late September. We know she was sent to use by her older brother and he will always be there to protect her.
Photos taken by J&K Photography.
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