Health and Wellness

Life has a way of teaching us that some of our greatest challenges come not from lack of preparation, but despite it. My journey to motherhood was one such lesson – a profound reminder that even when we follow all the "right" steps, life writes its own script.

From my earliest years, I was the quintessential achiever. My life followed a carefully plotted course: academic excellence, career milestones, professional certifications, and personal achievements. I checked every box, climbed every ladder, and collected accolades along the way. When it came to relationships, I approached them with the same measured consideration, dating men who seemed to fit the perfect life plan I'd envisioned.

Marriage came as the natural next step in this meticulously crafted life. Having "succeeded" at everything else, I assumed motherhood would follow the same pattern (I really lived in delulu land for a little bit because I knew my periods were not "right") – a natural progression in my story of achievement. But life had other plans, and for the first time, I faced a challenge that couldn't be overcome through sheer determination or hard work alone.

The journey through infertility stripped away every notion I had about control and achievement. Each month became a lesson in humility, patience, and resilience. The metrics of success I had relied on throughout my life – study harder, work longer, try better – didn't apply here. This wasn't a test I could ace through preparation or a goal I could reach by simply putting in more effort.

What made this challenge particularly difficult was its contrast with my previous experiences. In a life where hard work had always yielded results, I found myself in a situation where the outcome wasn't proportional to the effort invested. The path to motherhood taught me that some of life's most precious gifts don't arrive on our schedule or according to our plans.

Last year, when The Pregnancy Mindset group reached out to me to share some of my motherhood story and views, I  began to realize the pressures I had put on myself (starting at a young age) surrounding pregnancy and motherhood. Each of us arrives here with our own expectations, our own carefully laid plans, and our own understanding of how things "should" work. And each of us learns, in our own way, that the journey to motherhood often requires us to let go of these preconceptions. I definitely have been learning as the years go by.

My story isn't just about the challenges of infertility – it's about learning to embrace uncertainty, finding strength in vulnerability, and understanding that sometimes our greatest growth comes from the journeys we didn't choose. It's about realizing that while we can't always control the path, we can choose how we walk it.

Today, as I share a little of my story, I hope it reaches others who might be walking this path, feeling alone in their struggle. Know that your worth isn't measured by how easy or difficult your journey to motherhood might be. Sometimes the most meaningful chapters of our lives are the ones we never planned to write.

Sometimes, these chapters unlock the potential for an even greater novel.

The perfect life I once envisioned has been replaced by something far more real, more challenging, and ultimately more beautiful than I could have imagined. And that's a different kind of perfection – one that comes not from following a predetermined path, but from embracing the journey, wherever it may lead.

If you are interested in reading some of my motherhood perspectives, you can read about it in 100 Women on Becoming a Mom. 

You can also find my husband's views in 100 Men on Becoming a Dad.

There is something so special about all the different insights and perspectives these books provide. I hope you enjoy reading from everyone's point of view, and I hope it can bring you clarity in your own journey.