This is my second pregnancy and it is a miracle. Through my search for fertility God had taught me about Faith, Family, trusting in him, and the importance of "doing it right". He is so gracious and good, and he knows exactly what I need and don't need.

I just wanted to "get pregnant now", and so, as newly wed's we enjoyed spending lots of time in bed together, ignoring the fact that it repulsed his Teenagers (lol), but I didn't get pregnant.

We were refered to a fantastic fertlity clinic, Repromed, in Darwin, and try as we might, we couldn't get pregnant. So after a years pause (to support the teenages through the tuffest year, fertility treatments don't help this), we tried again, and I managed a pregnancy. 1 1/2 weeks later Repromed rang to say that my pregnancy hormones had totally dropped away, and that I would be having a miscarrage. I was heart broken, but didn't give up, and a year later we were back, and note all this time I was growing steadily heavier, and they found I had got Poly Cyctic Overian Syndrome. Not detered, I followed their advise and we continued on to IUI, where they stimulate me to ovulate, take Hubbies sperm and inseminate at the top of the uterus to ensure pure and complete exposure to the new ovum. At this point my body just stopped. It didn't have a period, it didn't produce an follical, it just stopped.

At this time, with the help of a wonderful friend, I realised that I was probably stopping my body purely with my negative thoughts. I did not allow myself to believe that it would work, my attitude was "I hope we make a baby, bt I wont get my hopes up" and I also realised I did not believe my body was capable.

I literally sat on the floor, cradleing my stomach, crying and asking my body to forgive. I told it out loud that I was sorry, and from now on I would help it to become healthier, and more capable of creating healthy eggs. I had been lactose and gluten intollerant all my life, but this time I made the decision that I would never eat it again. If my body was fighting my food everyday, how could I expect it to beable to function properly.

Two days later, I went in for another ultrasound and where there was nothing, there was fully formed folical on my right ovary. They called me and hubby in that afternoon for the insemination, and we just had to wait. After one more injection we waited. But on the right day, my period started, and after many tears, I relented that although I was now allowing my body to work, it really was still too sick to be able to complete fertility.

For the next 9 months, I stuck to my diet. I even stopped cocoa products as a fast to God, so no chocolate. Lost over 20kgs of weight, and I lost all irritable bowel syndrome symptoms. I actually got used to going to the toilet properly, and regularly for the first time in my life.

In September this year, we moved into our own unit, a little two bedroom thing, which was perfect for us, and I decided with that behind us, in the new year we would try to start our family. I was working with Sharkey's Fertility Cinic on the Gold Coast in Australia, and my charts were looking better and better.

The end of that month, I looked at my charts and my hormones hadn't come down, as they were known to do, once a period was due. Even when they did dip slightly, they would be back up to high again the next day. Of course if I hadn't been doing the charts it may have taken longer to know about it, but I had decided that if Aunt Flow hadn't come by Saturday I would do a test. And within 15 seconds of peeing on that stick, the second line appeared for the first time in my life.

I had done it.... I was pregnant... Not tests, not pills, not doctors, and not needles. I was pregnant.!!