Andrea Pike

Meet The Mom: Andrea Pike

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In my 31 years of life, I've lived in Los Angeles, Santa Cruz, Calif., and Amish Country, and have finally decided to stay and play as a domestic engineer in Cincinnati. Well, my family and I are in my husband's hometown of Union, Ky., but it seems as though no one has ever heard of it, so we just say, "Greater Cincinnati."

For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be a mother. When my body had no desire to help with that endeavor and became quite the hostile adversary, Jeff (my sweet husband) and I decided to adopt. We didn't care how we became parents — we just knew that we really needed to be.

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In 2003, after ending our yearlong battle with infertility (fertility drugs and a round of intrauterine insemination), we adopted Andy. He was 3 days old and just shy of 5 pounds when we first laid eyes on him. He is now 8 years old, and a lanky, scabby-kneed boy with chocolate-colored eyes that melt your sorrows away. We went the adoption route again in 2006 with Benny. I was lucky enough to be in the delivery room when he took his first breath of life, and we share a wonderful, very open relationship with his birth family. Benny is now 4 ½, cute as a button and has the disposition of Joe Pesci.

These two precious beings are what brought my heart and soul back to life. Infertility and miscarriage are not for the faint of heart. I've been a pin cushion for more needles than I care to recall. I've cried so many tears that I have two, tiny, permanent blisters on the whites of my eyes. For what felt like eons, I've walked around as a ghost of my former self; a decrepit shell that used to contain the spirit of a feisty girl. But with the birth of my sons, I was reborn.

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Last year, we wanted to add one more set of stinky little feet to our family. In researching options, we found an in vitro fertilization program that was below the cost of an agency or an adoption lawyer. We became patients at a local fertility clinic and paid in advance for four attempts. Well, when we Pikes do something, we go big. On our first try, we discovered that we were going to be blessed with not one, but two pairs of stinky little feet! And, because Jeff and I are so familiar with the mechanics of little boys, fate decided that we needed a little more pink in our lives. At a 16-week ultrasound, we discovered we are having girls. The boys are beyond thrilled to be having sisters!

So far, the pregnancy has been perfect. (Except for the trimester and a half of violent vomiting and nausea, which I just won't go into.) We are planning on a delivery at a hospital specially equipped to manage high-risk pregnancies, and as soon as I am clear for my epidural, I'll take it. I'm so very excited to meet my daughters, but at the same time, I'm also enjoying every minute of this medical miracle.

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