Okay, okay, so I only have to write it once, I’ll tell you about how this pregnancy came about. No we didn’t use any fertility drugs. And yes, it was my own egg. Back in the spring I really started to get serious about this whole insulin resistance thing. Especially after my mother-in-law snatched me back to reality about my weight and general health. I gave no thought to getting pregnant. We were told three years ago that it was impossible, that I was in peri-menopause. I was just tired of looking like crap and feeling worse.
So, I gave up alcohol. After a few weeks I went cold turkey on sugar. (Yeah, that was a little slice of hell, still is for that matter.) Then I started walking/running every day and lifting weights several days a week. By about July I’d lost 20 pounds and was feeling immeasurably better. In late August I was getting ready to go to a spin class and realized that AF was late–only a few days, and at my age my cycle has gone wacky. But spinning really puts my heart rate through the roof and I thought I’d better take a test just in case.
Then I spent the next hour on the bathroom floor bawling. I was both overjoyed and terrified at the same time. Y’all know my track record, so even though I’m neurotic and paranoid I do have some legitimate grounds. Here’s the amazing thing. There’s only a 1% chance of a woman over 45 getting pregnant each month, and only 7500 women over 45 give birth each year. My obstetrician says that she thinks God does this from time to time just to show doctors they don’t know everything. She’s actually had a patient who was 47 with more health problems than I have give birth to a full-term healthy baby. My perinatologist says that I’m not the worst case she’s ever seen. (I think that’s reassuring.)
I really need all the prayers I can get on this one guys. My mama always would scold me and quote that passage from Matthew that if you have faith the size of a mustard seed nothing will be impossible for you. Apparently this little mustard seed really wants to be here. Please pray that she will stick and that I won’t lose my mind from fear.