Meet the little boy this writer calls her ‘Lotto win baby’.
Our six-month-old son, Axel, is our Lotto baby. I was told I had a less than a one per cent chance of falling pregnant – that sounded similar to the odds of winning Lotto. That’s why I call him The Lotto Baby. On the days I look at our finances however, I lovingly call him The House Deposit.
He’s our Lotto Baby not only because I was 47 at the time of falling pregnant, but my partner who is female was donating her eggs to me so I could carry. It was the only way we wanted to have a baby, despite us doing a lot of soul searching when the times were tough.
I might be a little reckless in saying this but if you are on your own, “fortysomething” and you desperately want to have a child, then go ahead and try. Going it alone is not for everyone but I would hate for you to miss the opportunity of becoming a mother because it’s just so amazing and you will have so much to offer.
Here are my words of wisdom to help you with your journey:
Opening the door to hope
In my late 30’s I did one round of IVF with a former partner and I didn’t fall pregnant. I wanted children more than he did and I was so gutted when I didn’t fall pregnant, I just didn’t have enough emotional fortitude (let alone the money) to continue on the journey without my mate’s full support. I came to realise that my purpose in life was not defined by my having children. Plus I was already parenting a step child. So I fully accepted the validity of my life without children “of my own”. I even became excited about the prospects of what the future held because I discovered a freedom in the possibilities ahead of me.