I have the pleasure of following a blog called Life with three boys! Jenny, the author is pregnant with her fourth and final child, and she says she is a little sad that this is her last. I remember having those same feelings when I was a young mother. I was sure I would go through depression when my childbearing years were over.
Imagine my excitement when I read in the paper yesterday morning about a Harvard research team that has discovered hidden egg stem cells in mice. They think that women might have these hidden stem cells, too. Previously, scientists thought that females were born with a finite number of eggs, and when these eggs were gone, that was that. But that might not be the case with women, just as it apparently isn’t with mice.
I know that it will take the researchers several years to see if women have these hidden egg stem cells and if these could lead to viable eggs, but that gives me time to prepare. I’m picturing what life might be like if I could have a baby in a few years. My babies have always been tiny ones, so that’s good, because I might have trouble lugging a big one up and down my stairs. I’m a little stiff in the morning. Having been a La Leche League leader in the ’70’s, I’m a big proponent of breast feeding. Hmmm…that might present a problem. Mine have shrunk a tad. I wonder if working out more at the YMCA will help. Now I have a new reason to lift those weights! Gee, I hope I will be able to remember where I put the wee babe down. It took me three weeks to find my sunglasses because I left them in one of my traveling bags I had shoved in the linen closet. Surely, the little tyke’s crying will give me a clue to his or her whereabouts. If my hearing hasn’t gone by then. And if I can find my glasses.
You know, I think I’m remembering the feeling I experienced once I knew I couldn’t have any more babies. Relief!
NOTE: This is a real study, and if the research leads to viable eggs, this could prove useful to help infertile women. Young, infertile women. Worth following.