If I remember correctly, the last time I wrote I was well on
my way of starting my first 5-day juicing cleanse – and I could NOT wait to
tell everyone about my results. I was SUPER excited to be doing something so
detoxifying and just for me, hoping to rid my body of any nasties I’d
accumulated over my 32 years! (Yes, I realize it would take more than one round
of juicing to accomplish that!) But as Life would have it, It had other plans for me… and my
husband…
It’s no secret in my close circle of family and friends that
Husband and I have been trying to start a family of our own for over a year. In
fact, the cleanse was intended to be the “kick-off” to a healthy round of
baby-making fun. I’d already worked up to 4 solid days a week of following a
vegan diet, something that rewarded me with astounding results of health,
vitality, and all round well-being (more on that in another post!).
We’d had our first miscarriage almost a year ago, we mourned, I healed physically – I’m not sure you really ever get over something like that. I’d had
my surgeries (I’ll spare you and myself), I’d finally finished up my follow-up
appointments, things were healing, Mother Nature was slowly getting back on
track, and my uterus was finally anything but “hostile.”
As luck would have it (as well as having wonderfully devoted
fertility doctor monitoring my every move) Husband and I conceived on our very
first attempt back “in action.” Needless to say we were not expecting this to happen. I
don’t think I ever expected it – hence my planning a juice cleanse right around
this delicate timing in my calendar.
It’s interesting: I’d had no way of knowing if I was
pregnant or not but as I filled my fridge with bottles of freshly juiced fruit
and vegetables something inside was telling me not to go through with the juice
cleanse just yet – to not to essentially starve myself (well really “you know
who”) until we were sure. So we waited, and I drank the juice as snacks
throughout the following days… and it was about 7 days later where a blood test
at the doctor’s office confirmed what I’d dared myself to believe for a secret
moment in time, while filling my fridge with those bottles of freshly juiced
fruit and vegetables. We were in fact pregnant. (sshhhhhhhhh!)
Enjoy the journey... S
