This September I will complete 10 years in Mumbai, I stepped out of jet Airways with pounding ear pain sighhhh what a way to step into Mumbai... We went to Goa for our honeymoon, husband had to leave immediately to Taiwan and he stayed there till February 2010. As soon as he came we looked out for a flat closer to his office and I found my job at Reliance Communications and handled chat. I managed really well though I had 0 hindi knowledge, Now I can speak Hindi, ofcourse with some mistakes but I still speak, one day I'm sure to master it.
Life was good, we travelled to Singapore, Taiwan, Delhi, Agra, Shimla and few other places in South. As usual people started raising their eyebrows when there is no good news to share.. But we both kept calm because we were not ready to become parents so we continued enjoying our days with friends and family, But deep within me something was telling me "Why isn't happening?" We took things seriously and started taking treatment at the end of 2011 but with lot of wrong hands, I had an unnecessary Ovarian drilling and nothing worked out, kept changing the doctor and got pregnant in November 2012. Our joy has no bound and I was flying high.. Little I knew something bad is coming up.
I had slight bleeding and the doctor put me on few medicines, All of the sudden all my morning sickness, nausea and other symptoms stopped. December 5th 2012 I was scheduled for Viability of pregnancy scan where there was no cardiac activity, even after 10 days of injections and medicines, the cardiac activity was not found. I cried, wailed, shouted but nothing helped, I lost my baby which was always addressed as fetus by my doctor and husband but to me it was my baby. Years rolled 2013, 2014, 2015, 2016.. But nothing happened, my treatment and torture continued. I started putting of lot of weight and I refused to accept it's my weight which is worsening my pcod. I cried every month when the periods showed up, I hoped by next month it should happen but it dint. I lost it, I was barren and empty. My husband was my support system and to pacify me he will always say he doesn't want to be a dad. But I know he is longing to become a dad.. Ours is a close knitted family with lot of cousins getting married, their kids birthday, communion etc and gracefully we attended every function. I would die every time when they ask "What is the problem?" and some stupid suggestions but still we made sure that infertility should not affect our relationship with others.
A miracle happened in my life, An angel in disguise came into my life... The one who motivated me.. The one who changed me to stay positive and confident.. The one who uplifted me.. The one whom I always go in troubled times. . The next post is about that person... It is so important to uplift each other and help each other. When people praise me you are so helpful, because I was helped by someone earlier and I'm just passing it.
Do you have someone in your life like that? Can women help another women? Stay tuned...
Our happy days pics..