So today marks the kid’s THIRD Birthday, but this post isn’t his celebratory post. It’s MINE! Happy freaking 3rd anniversary of me giving me birth! Something that I thought I would never be able to do, I am officially three years in! In 2013, the doctors told me: “It’ll be very difficult for you to conceive. We aren’t saying that its completely impossible, but because of the form of Hypothyroidism that you have, it will be quite difficult.” At that time, I wasn’t planning on conceiving anytime soon, but to be hit with that type of news, it sort of puts you in a depression. I started to feel that my body was quite inadequate, and started to completely be disgusted with myself. I’ll never forget, me driving home, telling my partner, and him being extremely supportive. His first words after the news : “Doctors really don’t know shit, all they did was study from a textbook. They can’t tell you about your own body, fuck them.” So after some months, I didn’t think too much about it, it stayed in the back of my mind, but I didn’t let it consume me. Summer 2014, check up for my levels for hypothyroidism and SURPRISE-I’m pregnant. Yep, PREGNANT! WOW! April 10th, 2014 at 8:10 AM, the kid live and in color graced me with his presence!
So, for the third year in a row, I throw these massive birthday parties, and while the celebration is for him of course, damn it, its for me too! Happy MF’n Anniversary to me!
-Yes I’m That Mom