Trying to Conceive Turned Me Into a Hippie
To Maternity… and Beyond! Chelsea Day has made a conscious effort to get herself and her family on a healthier track. But why hasn't it helped her fertility?
How long we’ve been trying: 267 days
Number of pregnancy tests to date: 25
How many times we’ve had sex: 73
The strategy: Do the hippie hippie shake
I eat a paleo diet, I drink kombucha, I do yoga. How am I not pregnant yet?
It started slow. I read up on the gluten-free craze and hopped on board the bandwagon after learning how wheat and other grains can cause internal inflammation and aggravate certain medical conditions. When I raved to a friend that my energy levels increased and my nagging stomach issues went away after this lifestyle change, she suggested I add kombucha to the mix.
“Fermented tea has probiotics to improve digestion and boost your immune system,” she explained, holding up a murky jar. “You should drink it daily to help heal any lingering issues with your stomach.”
I quickly went from being a Diet Pepsi-swilling, Oreo-eating young mom to semi-crunchy. I was dabbling in the homegrown world. It felt strange to use almond flour and mix up oddly-colored elixirs in my kitchen, but I was willing to give anything a try if it would better my family’s health and increase my odds of getting pregnant.
This is about the time things kicked into high gear. I talked openly about my experiences and expressed a certain degree of bewilderment. Aquaintances starting sending me informational articles all day, every day. I was bombarded with more food knowledge than I thought one brain could hold. Pesticides, Monsanto, organics, and fair trade sourcing. Suddenly there was open dialogue on topics I didn’t previously know existed. There were cleanses to proactively rid my body of built-up toxins. I found myself getting to know local farmers. Somehow, yoga got added into the mix. I eliminated pharmaceuticals and started dabbing essential oils on my kids.
Who am I?
As this is all a relatively new lifestyle change for me, I’m the first person to have a laugh over some of the sillier-seeming aspects. But at the end of the day, I’m a pragmatist. I will do whatever works best for me and my family, and this works well for us. We feel better. We have more energy, sleep well at night, and don’t get sick as often as we used to.
But there is still one lingering question after I’ve watched my routine and the contents of my pantry cabinets transform in a matter of months. If this is helping me be a healthier person, shouldn’t it help me have a more thriving reproductive system? Shouldn’t it be easier to have a baby now than a couple years ago, when I was throwing back Cheetos with complete and total abandon? I got pregnant on my honeymoon the first time around, and found myself knocked up again when my youngest was less than a year old. Now that I’m making a conscious effort and taking the right steps to have another baby… nothing’s happening. I’m doing absolutely all of the right things and I’m getting discouraged and doubtful.
How am I not pregnant yet?
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