Why I Don’t Say “FML”
My pregnancy hasn’t exactly what you would call an “easy pregnancy” by any means. I have Hyperemesis Gravidarum. I was hospitalized. I had to have a PICC line inserted and was on TPN for months. I have now been diagnosed with Gestational Diabetes and am on modified bed rest for yet another complication.
Yet, despite everything that’s happened, I never once said the words “Fuck my life” as a response. It isn’t because I’m some super woman who can take everything Life throws at me and turn it into delicious Key Lime Pie (which, by the way, I would totally stuff my face with some if I didn’t have this pesky gestational diabetes issue to contend with). It’s because I know this is only temporary and I have my eyes on the prize – the birth of my daughter.
Sure, my pregnancy had it’s really tough moments. I still remember what it feels like to think I was dying because I was so dehydrated and malnourished. I still remember trying to crawl to the bathroom and my puppy knocking me over because he thought we were playing a game. I remember feeling the tip of the PICC line poking what felt like my sternum as it was being placed and freaking out.
But it could be so much worse. I could be on complete bed rest. I could be in the hospital for a month on strict bed rest and developing bed sores from not being allowed to get out of bed for fear of losing the baby. I could have preeclampsia on top of everything that I already have.
I can go on and on but I won’t. No sense in tempting Fate, right? ^_^
My aunt once said something to me and I’ll never forget it. She said “A ‘problem’ is only a true problem if Time or Money cannot fix it”.
When I think about it, it makes total sense. I know the Hyperemesis will eventually go away. I know Gestational Diabetes typically goes away once the baby is born. I won’t be on modified bed rest forever.
Everything that’s happened to me during this pregnancy has been a challenge but these challenges will pass. In the end, the only thing that matters is that I have a safe birth with a happy, healthy baby.
That’s what I’m focusing on. Everything else are just bumps in my road.
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