Hey y’all! My name is Lindsay Goodwin. I am a 36-year-old (soon to be) Southern Haute Mama. I am very excited to be sharing my pregnancy journey with y’all. My journey, in a way, started around 2006 when I was diagnosed with Polycystic ovary syndrome (PCOS). For those that do not know what PCOS is, in layman’s terms when it comes to pregnancy, fertility is almost nonexistent and getting pregnant ain’t easy. I have been told since diagnosis that conceiving a baby naturally would probably not be in the cards for me. My best chances would be through a doctor’s intervention or adoption.
After my diagnosis, it took me quite a while to come to terms with this difficult, heartbreaking news; you see with PCOS, it is not only my fertility that is affected. I feel like I am in a constant battle with my body from weight gain, acne, crazy chin hairs that will pop out every once in a while, often times irregular periods and then the diagnosis of type 2 diabetes (which is an associated condition). These are to name just a few of my symptoms of PCOS.
To get you to understand where I am today, I feel like I need to let you in on an even harder side of my life. From 2010 – 2016 I was with an amazing man (2 of those years we were married). Kids were not a top priority for us as a couple until 2016 when we purchased our house and felt like we were ready to take the next step to start a family. Knowing my fertility issues, we figured we would see what happened for a year and if a pregnancy did not happen we would turn to doctors for help. My husband’s life was cut way too short in October 2016 and I thought my dreams once again of having a family were gone, yet again.
Here we are now in 2019, and I found my A.J. He is a compassionate, caring, sweet and loving man that I am lucky enough to call my guy! A.J. and I met a while ago and have been able to grow into a very loving relationship, and I think quite a cute couple. In widow terms, I have found my Chapter 2 and am very thankful for that and for him!
Friday, February 1, 2019, A.J. called me on his way home and I asked him to bring me a pregnancy test home. I don’t have “pregnancy” symptoms, but I feel strange and I am 5 days late, which isn’t necessarily uncommon, but I can tell something is off. I’m sure he thinks I am crazy, but I need a nap before he gets home and now too tired to get my butt off the couch to go to the store myself. Once he arrived to the house, I B lined it to the restroom to see if I am going to pass or fail another test. In the box of tests, there is an easy to read digital test with a yes+ or no-. I choose this test first, but my word this is taking forever so I figure since I have to tinkle again (nerves!) I might as well take the traditional 1 or 2 pink lines test. As I am watching, I see something strange – 2 VERY STRONG PINK LINES! Holy tamales, I AM PREGNANT, no doctors, no medicine, an ALL-NATURAL baby that is now growing in my belly!!
Monday, February 4, 2019, I head to my primary physician for the blood test to confirm the now 4 home pregnancy tests that all came back with a big fat positive! Now time to wait for the phone call to confirm if I am in fact pregnant or to learn that those now 9 home pregnancy tests are big fat liars! Seriously y’all, it is now confirmed through the lab…I am in fact PREGNANT!!! Here’s to the start of my pregnancy journey…check back later for more exciting updates on this Southern Haute Mama!