For many women, getting pregnant and trying to have a family can be a struggle. Though a lot of moms don't like sharing their experiences, sports anchor Sara Walsh wasn't afraid to say exactly how hard having a baby was for her.
In her latest Instagram post, she even shared that she suffered a miscarriage on live television.
Her journey to motherhood has been particularly difficult: she had to hide her pregnancies from the audience, doing her best to keep them a secret. She was so heartbroken by her miscarriages and failed IVF treatment that she didn't even dare take pregnancy tests.
Sara ended up with only two good eggs. Thankfully, those eggs became babies! She and her husband now have two beautiful infants at home: one boy and one girl. They know how lucky they are, and couldn't be happier and relieved!
You can read her touching words about motherhood in the post below.
Photo Source: Instagram / Sara Walsh
The road down a dark path began while hosting SportsCenter on the road from Alabama. I arrived in Tuscaloosa almost three months pregnant. I wouldn’t return the same way.
The juxtaposition of college kids going nuts behind our set, while I was losing a baby on it, was surreal. I was scared, nobody knew I was pregnant, so I did the show while having a miscarriage. On television. My husband had to watch this unfold from more than a thousand miles away, texting me hospital options during commercial breaks.
It would get worse. Two more failed pregnancies. More than once, I’d have surgery one day and be on SportsCenter the next so as not to draw attention to my situation.
We then went down the IVF road of endless shots and procedures. After several rounds, we could only salvage two eggs. I refused to even use them for a long time, because I couldn’t bear the idea of all hope being gone. I blew off pregnancy tests, scared to know if it worked. It had. Times two.
It was exciting news, but we knew better than to celebrate. So I spent a third straight football season pregnant, strategically picking out clothes and standing at certain angles, using scripts to hide my stomach. There would be no baby announcement, no shower. We didn’t buy a single thing in preparation for the babies, because I wasn’t sure they’d show up. We told very few people we were pregnant, and almost no one knew there were two. For those that thought I was weirdly quiet about my pregnancy, now you know why.
For as long as I can remember, I hosted SportsCenter on Mother’s Day, and the last couple years doing that have been personally brutal. An hours-long reminder of everything that had gone wrong. I wasn’t on TV today, and I’m not sure when I will be again, but instead I got to hang with these two good eggs. My ONLY good eggs. And I know how lucky I really am.
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