My name is Susie, and my story is one of unwavering hope, love, and a miracle that defied all odds. At the age of 50, after years of trying, I became a mother. My husband, Tony, 61, and I had been on a journey that spanned over a decade, a journey filled with challenges, disappointments, but ultimately, an incredible joy.
We got married with dreams of starting a family right away, like most couples do. But as years passed, one year turned into two, then three, and before we knew it, a decade had slipped by. We began to wonder, question, and worry. Why hadn’t it happened for us?
Both Tony and I had our share of medical issues that complicated our desire to conceive. And as I grew older, the reality of declining fertility became a shadow over our dreams. “I am 50, born in 1971, and I have no shame in that,” I often said, but deep down, I knew our chances were getting slimmer.
It was during a routine check-up with Dr. Carolyn, Health’s chief medical officer for women’s health, that our lives took a pivotal turn. It was her simple question, “Is there anything else?” that opened the door to a conversation about our longing to become parents. Dr. Harraway was surprised to learn that no one had discussed our fertility options with us before. She advised us on the importance of speaking up about our family planning goals.
Together, we decided that in-vitro fertilization (IVF) was our best option. IVF is a complex procedure, especially for someone my age. The risks were numerous – from miscarriage to diabetes and other health issues. But our desire to be parents outweighed the fears.
For two years, we underwent IVF treatments, but none were successful. We were down to our last embryo, our final chance. And then, miraculously, it happened. The last embryo was implanted, and we conceived our baby.
I’ll never forget the ultrasound appointment. “Oh, she’s moving!” the technician exclaimed. My heart soared with joy. After years of waiting, our miracle was finally happening.
On September 29th, we welcomed our daughter, Lily, into the world. Born at 5 lbs, 12 oz., she was perfect in every way. Dr Harraway, who had been with us on this incredible journey, delivered Lily herself.
Holding Lily for the first time was surreal. Every struggle, every tear, every moment of doubt had led to this. Tony and I were no longer just husband and wife – we were mommy and daddy.
To all the women out there struggling with fertility, especially those in their 30s and 40s, know that your journey is unique. It may be fraught with challenges, but it’s also filled with potential for incredible joy. Never lose hope, and don’t be afraid to speak up about your dreams. As I hold Lily in my arms, I’m reminded of the strength and resilience that this journey has instilled in me, and the miraculous joy that comes with never giving up.