Brielle Aliyah Wade

My journey to motherhood began in an unexpected and challenging way. At 33 years old, I faced a health scare when a mass in my bladder led doctors to believe it was cancer. After surgery, they discovered it was stage 4 endometriosis. That diagnosis brought more surgeries and a realization—I didn’t want to wait any longer to become a mother.

I hadn’t yet met the right partner, but with everything life had thrown at me, I knew I couldn’t put off my dream. I chose to embark on the path of becoming a single mom by choice, turning to a donor to make that dream a reality. After three rounds of IVF and one failed transfer of two embryos, I had just one little frozen embryo left. That single embryo became my miracle.

From the moment I knew I was pregnant, I was filled with joy and an overwhelming love I had never known before. Even on the day of the embryo transfer, I felt it in my heart—this miracle was a girl. At 12 weeks, my intuition was confirmed, and my biggest dream was coming true. I was having a baby girl.

I had her name picked out since I was 17 years old, and knowing I would finally meet her was like watching my lifelong dream unfold. My pregnancy was filled with happiness, and I cherished every moment of seeing her …