Tuesday, September 16, 2008
So six months go by and we see the doctor and he is not concerned and tells us to try another 6 months. Another six months go by and no positive pregnancy test. (At this point, I have been tracking my ovulation through body signs and temperature). We go to see the doctor again. He tells us the same story again…keep trying. So for the next six months, I put myself through the emotional and financial ringer. I continuously read pms signs as potential pregnancy signs. I continuously misread every sign my body is giving me with hopes that I am pregnant. There was one time in particular that I remember thinking that I was pregnant and I had mixed emotions about it because of other goals in my life that had not been met yet. Turns out it was just pms.
At this point, I felt like I was being strung along by my doctor, so on the advice from a couple of friends, I sought out a second opinion. The doctor that I went to see was very nice and very medically driven. She sat me down with my husband and said that she was going to cut to the chase. She said that my endo is so bad, it’s as if my tubes are tied, and the best chance we have of conceiving a child is through IVF. She spent a lot of time with us explaining everything and I greatly appreciated her being so straight forward. I did give my old doctor one last chance to fess up, at the request of my husband, and it was in that last appointment with him that he finally said the same thing as the doctor who gave me a second opinion. I did decide that I was tired of being strung along on a wing and a prayer, so I switched doctors. I often get very frustrated with the situation with my old doctor, but I think I needed to go through the experience. Sounds kind of funny, but it wasn’t until I was so frustrated with all of this that I realized that I truly did want a child. This gave me some comfort because know I know that mixed emotions will always likely be part of this, but I can recognize this and know that my strongest feeling in all the mixed up stuff is that we want a baby. It helps to keep me grounded. I know that everything will fall in to place when the time is right, I just need to focus on doing the best I can to increase my chances of pregnancy.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Yes I am happy for her, but a few weeks ago, she was worried and said to me..."God I hope I'm not pregnant." I was there for her 100%, but I had a hard time relating to her. I understood her fear...she already has a child who just turned 1 and if she is pregnant, then she'll have two children under the age of 2! As it turns out, she is pregnant. She shared the news with me a few weeks after that conversation. As much as I rationalize in my head, I still couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy, because I know that she and her husband we not even trying.
My friends and family try hard to understand, but this is the first time in my life where I am learning, that no matter how hard they try…they just don’t get it. It’s not their fault, it’s just one of those situations where you have to experience it to truly know what is going on in my heart and my head. The advice that people give me sounds rash and harsh, while at the same time I know they are simply trying to be comforting. What they don’t understand is that in their attempt to comfort me, their statements are riddled with conclusions…Have you thought about adoption? Have you considered surrogacy? (You’re assuming I can’t get pregnant!) When talking about IVF, I share that I am extremely nervous about having twins…they never ask me why that makes me so scared, they ALL respond with this: “At least you will get it all over with at once!” Is that supposed to be comforting? Hello! I have never been pregnant! Oh and by the way, I’m not having kids to get it over with!
So this is the reason for my blog. I would like to connect with others who are going through the same experience. I hope not only to help others, but to learn from them as well.