If there is one thing that being a parent and struggling with infertility would teach me is patience. You wait for everything in both categories. With children, you wait for them to eat, wait for them to poop, wait for them to finish putting their shoes on so we can go outside, wait for their temper tantrums to subside, wait for their tears to stop as you comfort whatever ails them; the list goes on. With infertility, you wait for appointments, doctors, test results, medications; you name it, you wait for it. So you would think with all this waiting that I would be a super-patient person, right? With my girls, I find that patience is an ever-renewable source. Even in the worst of moods, one of them with say or do something that will crack me up and certainly require a kiss or hug at the very least. My patience with this whole infertility thing, however...well, let's just say that we really are not on good terms. I got what I thought was a positive OPK two days ago. I bought the more expensive, digital, reputable brand only to find out that several tests in the box were duds. This led me straight to the doctor's office where I now have to go in EVERY SINGLE DAY for bloodwork to see where my LH levels were at. Yesterday they were 11.6, progesterone was less than 1 (which is good, it means I haven't ovulated yet). Today progesterone was 8. I know that LH fluctuates, but my CD 12 ultrasound showed four promising follicles, 2 which were likely to actually become a "good" follicle. So this means that I have not yet reached my LH surge, so ovulation is still in the future by a few days.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
I can't believe how long it has been since I've been away from this blog. I guess chasing after two children will do that to you! A lot has changed since then and for the better. After experiencing a "missed miscarriage" a week ago, I have since started my cycle. Hubby and I had a long, long talk and have decided that we are once again going to go the fertility route. I feel guilty sometimes (again) wanting another child, and I think sometimes people think we are crazy. I honestly feel in my heart that I was meant to have a big family. My love for children has doubled since welcoming Sophia into the world. I met with our fertility doctor yesterday. Since I was on cycle day 2, we are able to get the ball rolling immediately. I have been prescribed the same medication as I had when we got pregnant with Sophia, because we know it works. Also found out that I have lost over 25lbs since I saw them 2 years ago. We are starting this process again, but much less stressed because we know what the problem is and how to combat it. Two interesting coincidences: 1) If we get pregnant this cycle, the baby would be due on our anniversary and also make the birthdays in my family go in a row. Me-Jan, Hub-Feb, Avery-March, Sophia-April, new baby-May 2) As I was sitting in the office yesterday, the nurse told me that it wasn't coincidence that I was here on this day. I asked her why and she replied, "Well, dearie. Two years ago today you called us with the results of your positive pregnancy test." Coincidence? I think not :)