I have mentioned before I had a hard time getting pregnant with Ryan. I already knew before I got pregnant with Ethan that I have endometriosis. I was surprised that I got pregnant with Ethan so easily. After I divorced Ethan’s dad, I was worried that I would never conceive again, and it broke my heart. I didn’t necessarily like being pregnant before, but the end results are worth it. When I realized that hubby and I were getting serious while dating, I let him know that I may not be able to have more children. I had been told as much by several physicians. I had 2 surgeries to burn the endometriosis lesions and to remove an ovarian cyst, not to mention I had a bout of cervical cancer at the end of 1999. From that surgery’s scarring I was told to forget about having another baby.

Eddy and I knew our odds were not that great but decided to try to conceive about a year and a half after we were married. I had been on birth control pills for years to try to hormonally slow the advance of my endometriosis. I stopped using the pill and months go by, and I truly knew a deep disappointment when “aunt flo(w)” came to town. I went to see my OB and he discussed surgery to go in and take a look at a few things and check the advancement of my condition. He also said I should try to put on a few pounds and not diet at all, to eat healthier, my body could possibly think I was in famine. It worked. I gained a healthy 10 pounds and I got pregnant. I was so happy; I didn’t mind having morning sickness. With Ryan, I was only sick the first 2 months and I only vomited maybe a dozen times through the whole 9 months. It is surprising how much different things were than with Ethan. I waited for the crutches and it never happened. I had a ton of swelling with Ryan, not with Ethan and Lilly. The only thing the same was I was tired all the time. My babies suck me dry. I carried all my children differently too. Ryan was born June 27, 2004. It was hot, I was miserable and I couldn’t wait to deliver.

I also went into a long labor with my water breaking with Ryan. Also like my experience with Ethan, I was threatened c-section but did eventually deliver vaginally. Ryan was born with a broken collar bone. He was so sad and pitiful but our little miracle.