I know, I know, not the most interesting headline ever. But I am beyond excited.

More good news: Everything is looking good and healthy. And it’s a girl!

I’m five months pregnant already. And, I hope, because of the miscarriages and fertility issues, you’ll understand why I wanted to wait to tell you all.

Holy cow, I’m going to have another baby. How cool is that?

To say that the last couple years have been trying is an understatement. There have been specialists, tests, game plans, surgeries, shots, revised game plans and ultrasounds. Ultrasounds for when you’re not pregnant, ultrasounds when you’re trying to get pregnant and (finally) ultrasounds when you are pregnant and staring at what looks like a tadpole.

My tadpole. With a heartbeat, determination and enough fight in her to get us this far.

I haven’t stopped worrying. For women who struggle with fertility issues, getting pregnant is hardly the end. In fact, it’s really a whole new beginning, with a whole new set of things to worry about. Getting pregnant again after miscarriage is by far the worst part of miscarriage.

Sitting in the very same rooms you sat in and received bad news, hoping this time is different. Not breathing until you hear a heartbeat. Waiting for blood tests to shed more light. Thanking everything you believe in when you receive good news. And, starting all over again tomorrow with the same worry and concern. All to have the opportunity to perform the most difficult job in the world: Parenthood.

Also, in the land of infertility, there are very few black and white areas. You don’t know that what you’re trying will absolutely fix the issues you’ve had before, but our new game plan has got us this far. Further than I’ve been since I was pregnant with Cambria, who is now age 3.

I’ve started to let myself believe that I may actually be having another baby.

And, it’s another girl!

We couldn’t be more thrilled. It’s everything I’ve ever hoped for.

Yes, my maternity clothes from four years ago don’t fit anymore. My face looks like a connect-the-dot game. My sciatic nerve is already an issue. We’re planning to move a month before I’m due and I’m dealing with Cambria’s terrible 3′s sans alcohol. But I’ve also started feeling some movement. There is no better feeling for any mama than to feel the baby inside her growing, moving and alive.

So, here I am, five months pregnant. (That’s halfway!) I’m about to reenter the world of diapers, bottles, sleepless nights and trying to decipher cries. And I couldn’t be more excited.

Melissa Cruickshank is married with one daughter. She works full-time. Read her here on momaha.com

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Also, National Infertility Awareness Week is next week. Click here to read about an upcoming event.