We couldn't be more thrilled, we finally have a baby on the way. There are so many mixed emotions when you find out that you are pregnant; shock, happiness, joy, excitement, contentment. But then the true reality set in for me. In the back of my mind my biggest worry I always had, dealing with Epilepsy and pregnancy.
We always knew that when the day came that there would be a lot of concern because of the medication I take to control the seizures. Going completely off of them was not an option. Years before we were married Josh and I made the decision to try having kids anyway and trusting our worry's in God's hands. We knew that we would love this baby no matter what. We had one another to lean on and get through whatever challenges we faced ahead. After all, isn't that what marriage is all about?
We took all of the appropriate steps years prior to trying to ensure that we would have a healthy baby. Funny how we thought it would happen fast like it did for so many others, but it didn't. You would think that it would not matter much, but the pressure from everyone was often times overwhelming. I don't know if it's the living in Utah thing or coming from a Hispanic family that made it worse. Up until now all I wanted to do was avoid the word "baby" simply because I thought it wouldn't happen for us, and how do you explain that? Every time that someone would ask the dreaded question "when will you guys have kids?" the best thing I could do was put a smile on my face and make up whatever excuse I had even though sometimes deep down I wanted to cry. Not because of their constant questions, but because I felt like a failure. We were patient, we waited and waited. Now that day is finally here. We are expecting! This time I have tears of joy for a change.
We always knew that when the day came that there would be a lot of concern because of the medication I take to control the seizures. Going completely off of them was not an option. Years before we were married Josh and I made the decision to try having kids anyway and trusting our worry's in God's hands. We knew that we would love this baby no matter what. We had one another to lean on and get through whatever challenges we faced ahead. After all, isn't that what marriage is all about?
We took all of the appropriate steps years prior to trying to ensure that we would have a healthy baby. Funny how we thought it would happen fast like it did for so many others, but it didn't. You would think that it would not matter much, but the pressure from everyone was often times overwhelming. I don't know if it's the living in Utah thing or coming from a Hispanic family that made it worse. Up until now all I wanted to do was avoid the word "baby" simply because I thought it wouldn't happen for us, and how do you explain that? Every time that someone would ask the dreaded question "when will you guys have kids?" the best thing I could do was put a smile on my face and make up whatever excuse I had even though sometimes deep down I wanted to cry. Not because of their constant questions, but because I felt like a failure. We were patient, we waited and waited. Now that day is finally here. We are expecting! This time I have tears of joy for a change.
