Celebration of my Daughter

Celebration of my daughter Yesterday my sweet and feisty girl turned 2. I normally don't share my story of pregnancy and the birth of her, but I hope it will shape others hearts and minds. I got married at the age of 30. To make a long story short, I wanted to wait on the first year or so to not have a child. We tried and nothing would happen and was given the notice to go see a fertility doctor. I knew in my heart something was wrong. When I first got married, they noticed I had a possible cyst in my female area. Well at the age of 33, the fertility specialist told me that I had to see an oncologist after I had scans done. She called me during the daytime and I knew it was bad. The oncologist said I had to have one of my ovaries removed immediately. I then had the surgery around two days later. I cried because all I wanted was a family. It was hard to go to baby showers or see birth announcements because I could not get pregnant. I tried various approaches. It ends up I had a tumor embedded in my ovary that after I had the surgery it seemed that was cancerous. I remember crying in the doctors office. So I am kind of the emotional type. He told me that I should consider adoption. Soon after the surgery, by the miracle of God, I was pregnant. For such a long time, I prayed. I had my church, friends and family praying with me. During my first trimester I starting hemorrhaging when I was teaching. I thought I was having a miscarriage. I had to call for an emergency in my classroom and drive to the obgyn office. I was put on a medication that was to help. I had to have "pelvic rest" as much as I can. I was so scared I was going to loose my child. Later in the pregnancy I got hit with gestational diabetes. Long story short, I had some complications giving birth. I had to have an emergency c section. After I got home, I got very sick. I had to go back to the hospital and was there for two weeks. It seemed by intestines were "nicked" and I also had to have another surgery. The bile and other factors were rising up and I had trouble breathing. I remember praying: God please let me live. I want to be with my daughter. I lost 40 pounds after this and had be on a liquid diet for a long time.My parents were so heaven sent and helped me with my daughter so I could be in the hospital. Later on I had to have another surgery for my umbilical hernia. So as I celebrated my daughters birthday yesterday: I thought about how much I love her. My love for her grows every day. I went through a lot to have her, but she is the biggest blessing.