I was born in the middle of Europe in the historical and beautiful city of Budapest, Hungary.
As a little girl, I was surrounded by my wider family with lots of kids. Everybody had children, so I thought to myself that this would happen to me as well when I grow up. I was looking for love everywhere and dreamed about my prince charming and our family together with lot of kids living in my home city.
But not all fairy tales come true. Life had other plans for me…
I have found my prince charming and we got married. Just about when I felt ready to become a mother at the age of 30, a cousin of mine advised me to ‘hurry up’ as I might not get pregnant easily. I thought this was impossible. I will get pregnant within a second. Easy as.
FIRST MONTHS OF TRYING
First month – no success. No worries – I thought, just keep going. Second month – no success again. We were advised to try for a year before we visit a doctor. As months passed by, I started to worry. Those nasty thoughts came to the surface whispering ‘what if’…but I refused to listen to them.
AFTER THE FIRST YEAR
No success in conceiving a baby for a year, we entered the world of medical system. I spent the next few years from doctors to doctors, from treatments to treatments, months to months hoping for the little ones to arrive. Once I had a positive pregnancy test. A little dot on the ultrasound which gave me hope. But next time the little dot was nowhere to be found…
RUNNING OUT OF TIME?
I was running out of time – according to the doctors. Family pressure was getting bigger and bigger as all of my cousins were having babies after babies. ‘When is my turn?’ – I asked myself. ‘Why everyone else and not me?’- The questions in my head were endless.
After the age of 35 the chance of getting pregnant is dramatically dropping. So we made bold move on the chess board of live and moved to the other side of the world – to New Zealand – hoping for a miracle.
‘A change of environment might help‘ – they said. ‘Giving up the stressful life might help’ – they said. ‘When you give up trying hard, it will happen!’– they said. Another 5 years of hoping, months after months. No results.
Turning into 40 years old was a bit scary as if it would be the end of my fertile years. Even thought I heard of lots of women getting pregnant and delivering babies after 40, something changed inside me. I didn’t want to spend another 10 years of my life feeling miserable, disappointed and left out. Missing out on something that comes so easy for others. I have been on an emotional roller coasters for a decade. I didn’t want it anymore. So I asked myself the most important questions like ‘If I was not born to be a mother, then what else left? What do I want to do with my life? What do I love to do the most? What can make me happy and fulfilled?’
ASK THE QUESTIONS AND LISTEN CAREFULLY
And I listened to my inner voice very carefully until I heard it. Not only heard it, but took actions to do what I was born to do.
COMING OUT ON THE OTHER SIDE
Nowadays, I choose to do what I love and enjoy doing. I want to live a full and complete live with no regrets. I’m on my journey and I have come far. I have learnt a lot along the way.
NOW I AM HELPING OTHERS
Now I am helping those who are a bit behind on their journey. I am sharing my story with others who are walking on similar paths. Listening to their story and creating a new story for them to move one, that’s my purpose. If I can help just one person, it was worth it.
I would love to hear your story and see what magical new story we can create for you.
I look forward to go on a journey with you…