Real life

A story of hope

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“WE USED TO

sit in the fertility clinic wait­ing room and joke about po­ten­tial baby names that would be­fit the jour­ney that we had been through. Names like ‘Per­se­vere’ and ‘Nev­er­giveup’ were at the top of our list,” jokes Sarah Hiller­mann from Cape Town.

FI­NALLY, A MIR­A­CLE

“Af­ter many failed at­tempts to fall preg­nant, count­less in­jec­tions and with not much hope left, we heard of an im­mu­nol­o­gist who ex­am­ines your di­ges­tive sys­tem and men­strual blood and through this de­ter­mines what could be caus­ing failed implantation of em­bryos. At the time it seemed like a far-fetched idea, but we were clutch­ing at straws. Af­ter some test­ing, he was con­vinced that chronic in­flam­ma­tion in my gut was the po­ten­tial cause of my in­fer­til­ity. He pre­scribed some nat­u­ral med­i­ca­tion and told me to come back the fol­low­ing month. “But, we never needed to go back, be­cause dur­ing that two-week pe­riod be­tween tak­ing the med­i­ca­tion and wait­ing to see him again, I fell preg­nant… nat­u­rally. The ex­cite­ment and hap­pi­ness that filled our hearts that day and over the next few months I’ll al­ways trea­sure. It was so hard to be­lieve I was preg­nant. I didn’t al­low my­self to get too ex­cited, as I was so anx­ious that some­thing was go­ing to go wrong.”

WEL­COM­ING BABY ISLA INTO THE WORLD

“We de­cided to opt for an elec­tive cae­sarean. Nine ex­cit­ing months passed and it was fi­nally time for our baby to make her en­trance into the world – the day we’d been wait­ing and dream­ing of for such a long time. We were in­cred­i­bly ner­vous, and des­per­ately wanted ev­ery­thing to be per­fect. “We got to the hos­pi­tal at 9am and had to wait anx­iously un­til 1pm for our time. The hours seemed like days. I’m gen­er­ally quite an anx­ious per­son and don’t en­joy hos­pi­tals, so I be­came quite emo­tional when I was wheeled into the­atre. I re­mem­ber ly­ing on the ta­ble and feel­ing my baby kick­ing as if to say, ‘Don’t worry, Mom, I’m alive and well and I can’t wait to meet you’. The pro­ce­dure seemed to go well, my tummy mus­cles held her quite tightly and so for­ceps had to be used to get her out. My gy­nae­col­o­gist then lifted our baby girl up and I couldn’t be­lieve my eyes. She was the most beau­ti­ful baby I’d ever seen! When her eyes met mine I couldn’t help the tears. I was so grate­ful. I got to hold her for some time while they stitched me up. I’ll never for­get her fast breath­ing against my cheek; it was so over­whelm­ing. “My hus­band and I of­ten say to each other that we still can’t be­lieve we fell preg­nant, and our pre­cious baby is fi­nally here. Maybe when she’s 10 we’ll get over it! It def­i­nitely only hit us when she was born.” “We named her Isla Hope as a re­minder of the hope she has in­stilled in us through­out this try­ing process. De­spite Isla not be­ing con­ceived via treat­ments in the end, we would be more than happy to do the same again, for the pure rea­son that our lit­tle mir­a­cle is worth it in ev­ery way.”

MY HUS­BAND AND I OF­TEN SAY TO EACH OTHER THAT WE STILL CAN’T BE­LIEVE WE FELL PREG­NANT, AND OUR PRE­CIOUS BABY IS FI­NALLY HERE

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