In our new Realtalk series, we're sharing personal stories about fertility and family planning. We hope they offer support and inspire honest conversation about an incredibly tough topic.
From the moment I found out I was pregnant, I was completely in awe of my body and its ability to create, nurture, and house another human. I remember feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the beautiful gift we’d been given. I felt privileged to be given the opportunity to experience pregnancy.
I was 26. My husband and I had just started trying for a baby, and I was surprised at how quickly I became pregnant.
The first trimester was physically and emotionally challenging. I had daily morning sickness, which, mind you, wasn’t just in the morning! I was extremely emotional and cried about almost anything. I once cried my eyes out because my husband had eaten the leftover container of butter chicken I had been looking forward to. Seriously.
Despite the sickness and roller coaster of emotions, the first trimester was pretty uneventful. Our 13-week ultrasound scan is a wonderful memory. Our baby was happy and healthy, and we were free to share the news with the masses. And we did.
The second trimester began, and I felt so much more relaxed. The worry and anxiety had vanished and I felt a sense of calm. The sickness ceased. I enjoyed “normal” food again. I felt amazingly well.
The time came for our 20-week checkup. I was so surprised at how much the baby had grown since the 13-week ultrasound. There was lots of checking and measuring. But toward the end of the scan, the assistant told us she saw something in the placenta that concerned her.
She wanted a second opinion, and her supervisor soon came into the room. They were standing together at the machine, seemingly talking in their own secret language. I struggled to remain calm. They tried to explain to us what they were seeing, but we didn’t understand. I told them we were seeing our obstetrician right after, and maybe he could help us to understand.
At the obstetrician’s office, I explained what had just happened. He looked over the ultrasounds. “Ahhh” he said, “You see those there? They are called lakes. They are common in pregnancy and lots of women go on to have healthy babies. You don’t need to be concerned at all."
Relief. Our baby was going to be OK.