I sit back and watch my little 6-month-old wonder, peacefully burbling in the cradle. I have an opportunity to look back at every memory from the beginning.
I didn’t think about having children at a young age. I wanted to «live for myself» and more importantly I wanted to pursue a career. When I turned 34, my husband and I decided, «That the time was right for us ». I stopped birth control and the first half year went without any success but we were not too worried. It was after that, we started to worry. We tried a lot of different things, which included changing our diets completely, Medical examinations in various clinics and I even tried handstands after sex to improve the probability of egg getting fertilized. We could not get any proper reasoning from the Doctors, who were at complete loss. We were exhausted, disappointed and upset. We even had four IVF treatments in two different clinics over the period of six months, but only one pregnancy which ended in a miscarriage in the early stage.
I was so overwhelmed that I almost gave up. There were arguments with my husband; as he had wanted a baby much earlier and I was the one delaying. He had now started to nag me—it was my fault that we ran out of time. All in all, I have no idea how everything was going to work out and what was going to happen it happened so unexpectedly.
During the summer, I decided to go to my mother’s home country. An old friend was there with her husband playing with their two toddlers in the playground. We had known each other since we were kids. Our parents were close and we were virtually neighbours both in the city as well as in our country homes. We grew up together but had lost touch since I moved away. We may not have been best friends, but we most certainly weren’t strangers. On the following evening I was invited over to dinner and I obliged. Once there, over the dinner table the discussion began and before I realized, I was already telling her about my situation in detail. At this point she confided in me that her twins were actually result from IVF treatment. She revealed to me her own struggles while trying to get pregnant and she advised me to meet her doctor while I was still here.
I knew that I has nothing to loose and hence went for the first visit. My fertility specialist, as my friend as suggested, was Anna Morozova. She has an aura of comfort and ease about her and I immediately felt calm and comfortable with her. There was no typical doctor gibberish, that I had experienced in my previous consultations at other clinics. For example, a very common phrase that I kept hearing was «if you don’t understand anything, just listen carefully and do what I say». I found discussing my issue with Anna was very easy and natural and we were on the same page from the beginning and discussed everything. One of her key phrases that I still remember was: «Unexplained infertility doesn’t mean that there isn’t a reason. Its just that we just haven’t found it yet and we will look for it until we will find it». She was true to her word and the procedure included 11 cells and 8 embryos, 5 of them had very good morphology. From then on, everything was simple — we selected the embryo’s sexual gender and I got pregnant after the first attempt! Now, here I am: a 39-year-old «young mommy» sitting in the kitchen, cooking dinner, and looking after my baby, Anya.
Anna Vladislavovna Morozova, there are no words that can express my gratitude how grateful I am. A word of advice to young girls: do not waste time. Time is what you may not have enough of.