Furthermore, I went to the clinic and was sent to do a series of tests to figure out what was taking place. My gynecologist told me that I have Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS). Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome is a common hormonal disorder among women of reproductive age. He stated that I will have to be on constant medication in order to get a regular period and if that's possible then we could attempt to see if I could get pregnant. This was one of the most devastating news that I could have heard. I remembered heading home crying, crying for the fact that I may never be able to have a child and crying because I felt less than a woman.
For me, how could I be a woman without conceiving a child?
Time goes by and I started taking birth control medications that made me feel sick all the time. I remember getting one particular drug, Metformin, which is normally prescribed for Diabetics. This drug is used to help control the amount of glucose that the human produce. My Physician at the time stated that my body was making too much glucose and this was one of the reasons why I wasn't able to get pregnant. After months and months of being on this drugs, I decided to take myself off of it. I reached the point where I accepted that getting pregnant was out of the question and so I started directing my energy towards something new. That something new was migrating to the United States, getting a job and paying bills. Within the first year of moving to the United States, I went to see a new gynecologist who I hoped had better news for me. Again the bad news kept coming and I was once again given birth controls to regulate my menstrual cycle. After a year and a half went by and nothing was regular about my cycles when I was taken off birth controls for a month, Therefore, I decided to find an alternative. I decided to try herbal supplements to see if that could help me in getting pregnant.

Eight months after I started taking Fertilaid, I started feeling sick. I felt nauseous, sleepy and tired. I was extremely moody and wanted to stay away from everyone. I remembered driving to the Connecticut River in August to pour my eyes out. I called Fabian, my boyfriend, and cried hysterically. He asked, "what's wrong with you babes?" and I answered "I don't know, I wanted to drive to the river to cry." No one knew what was wrong with me and I couldn't explain it either. The very next day I was telling my friend, Richard, about my very sad day and how I've been feeling lately and he said to me, "you're pregnant and you should take a test". Naturally I told him to shut up and don't talk smack at my ears because to me that was never possible and I wasn't even trying. I, however, decided to go along with it and went home to take a pregnancy test. Heaven Gates has opened and my jaw dropped when I saw the double line. I was excited but then there's this little thing in the back of my mind that said the test is wrong. I decided to go buy two more a try them that very day and to my surprise I saw double lines AGAIN. I was elated, I was ecstatic. I wanted to tell the world but here comes this thought again that all three test is not correct. What do you think I did next? I went to see my gynecologist that same day to take a fourth test. The nurse returned with the result and said that I was about five week pregnant. I was then convinced that this was real. I'm about to have a baby! I immediately felt like a woman again and called my boyfriend to let him know the GREAT news. Two week later I did an ultrasound and blood test and found out I was actually eight weeks pregnant. That was just awesome!!!!