My Daughter, Livia

For more about me, visit the links below:
About Me
My Family History
My Husband, Kyle
My Son, Tucker
My Dogs
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(Maternity Shoot, 9 mo. pregnant, 2012)







We call her our miracle baby.



 

Words cannot describe how much I love my daughter. When I first held her in my arms, it was at that moment that I found my purpose in life -- mothering.  It's sounds so cheesy, but it's true.  And weird.  Because, I didn't always want to be a mother.  I had (and have) such an amazing mother, I used to think that I shouldn't have children because I could never live up to or exceed the mothering that I received.  But that all changed when I met Kyle.  Kyle was the first person (other than family, of course) who accepted me for me -- the good, the bad, the ugly.
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(My mother and Baby Livia, 6.12.2012)
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(Me, Livia, and Kyle celebrating his 30th, 2012)


The good?  The good is easy to love.  The bad?  Well, everyone has faults.  But, it's the ugly (or in my case, the unfortunate) that Kyle accepted, too.  I was diagnosed with fertility issues in my teens.  But, I was not even thinking about babies at that time.  Not even in my early twenties.  But when I knew Kyle was THE ONE, I knew that I had to be honest about my diagnosis.  When I informed him that I may not be able to have children, he didn't bat an eye.  He didn't care.  He accepted the possibility -- no questions asked.  
So during our engagement, I wanted to revisit the issue with my obgyn WITH Kyle present (I really wanted to make sure he knew this was real). The doctor discussed our potential for pregnancy using different fertility medications.  Because of the (depressingly) low percentage of success, we decided to try the least invasive procedures before our wedding (betting on the negative outcome), so that we could go on our honeymoon (pregnancy-free, we assumed), and then trudge into the more invasive procedures after we got back.  But, low and behold, on our first try using fertility medication, we got a positive pregnancy result!  Thus, I was 19 weeks pregnant when I walked down the aisle, and boy was I glowing (can you imagine the bridal and pregnancy glow?!?).  Not only did Kyle and I vow our love to each other in front of all our family and friends, but our miracle baby was there to witness it.