❤️ But filled with hope for you all. ❤️
The feet I thought I’d never see.
The nose I thought I’d never kiss.
The ears I thought I’d never tickle.
A hole in my heart I thought would never by filled.
Born on 23rd January my little dot is finally here.
Three rounds of IVF and she’s here. The struggle of IVF for us all is real. For men and women. We all have a unique struggle to our journey. Mine was struggling to understand why my own eggs just weren’t good enough. Worried if my baby would ever love me as much I’d love them as it was a donor egg. Panicked that I might not be able to breastfeed so how would I give my baby anything of me.
She loves me. Baby Emu, Amelia Florence, loves me and needs me. She brings me to tears every single day. But not the tears I’ve felt before. Tears of joy and disbelief. Tears of hope for every woman who faces the IVF warrior journey. You can do this. You have got this. Whatever the outcome, whatever the end...whether we get there with baby in arms or bow out when you want to... This was our last round I couldn’t take it again. I almost gave up the night before the embryo was transferred.
Lots of people say never give up. I’d never say that because I know how close I was. But I wanted to leave a piece of advice very close to my heart. I’ve been quiet I know ladies. IVF is a struggle and sometimes it’s hard to remember to take care of yourself. This journey has taken its toll on me, Mr Emu and our marriage. Please take care of yourselves. Please ask for help. Please contact others. Contact me!
I’ll always want to carry on telling my story in case one day it helps someone else.
Thank you so much to all of you who supported me. ❤️
Mrs Emu x