Long-awaited little daughter Karolinka

I started my battle for a baby in 2014. It was a year after laparoscopic removal of ovarian tumour. Months passed very quickly. I counted the time from one period to another. My friends, acquaintances, family, workmates, and all the others who did not even try to have a baby became happy parents. As for us, we kept failing all the time. We always bought baby clothes, but not for us, unfortunately – just as presents for others’ babies. There was a time when meeting happy parents made me feel hurt.

When we found out about another pregnancy among our friends, I wondered whether I would get pregnant too before she delivered a baby. I heard ‘good advice’ from everywhere to give up, take it easy, drink wine, go on holiday, ‘switch off’ our minds… etc. My life was focused on fertile days and there was always hope for success this very time. Frustration and hopelessness would come with the period. And then another hope for the next fertile days and all over again for three years. At the end of 2016, I had another diagnostic laparoscopy and it was the moment when my world collapsed.

The diagnosis was bilateral fallopian tube obstruction. There was no chance of natural pregnancy. Certainly, hope never dies, and the faith in a miracle remained. When I left the hospital, we tried everything: peloid wraps, herbal teas, ‘patron saints’ belts to tie around my belly, prayers. Unluckily, nothing worked. We decided not to lose time and undergo the in vitro procedure. I hit the bottom emotionally. My husband and I had always dreamt about children. I felt as if life had mocked me and someone had slapped my face. We could not imagine our home without the sound of a baby laughing. Adoption was another alternative.

We gave up that idea when we realised we would never see ourselves in an adopted child. I could not help crying, and I did not believe we could manage. A visit to a psychologist turned out to be useful; he helped me start to think positively. Stimulation for the procedure took place in December. The first transfer, in February, was a failure. Breakdown and despair. I had an immune problem – my body destroyed the embryo. I underwent the next transfer on 11 April 2017. I took plenty of medications. I had a few injections every day, and I left a fortune at a pharmacy. And it worked! The second transfer was the lucky one. Our long-awaited little daughter Karolinka was born on 2 January 2018!!!

Today, I am the happiest woman in the world because I am a mummy. Although simple and obvious, it is so complicated and unavailable to many of us. I am a woman who has won the battle with infertility and I enjoy every smile of my daughter. I have no idea how we could live without her, and I cannot imagine my life without her. Now, I really feel fulfilled. In the end, we lead a normal life, and we are a wonderful family. Our way to parenthood was very hard, rough and winding. Every day of the fight and every physical struggle to become a mum were worth it. The only thing I regret is that I did not meet the doctor who made my dream of motherhood come true earlier. Now I do not waste my time. I face the next battle – for a sister or brother for Karolinka.