Saturday, November 24, 2007

A Birthday Present From My Ovaries...

It's my birthday today. The big 2-7! Along with lovely presents from my wonderful husband and my mother and a great birthday lunch/shopping day with my two fabulous best friends I also got a surprise birthday present from my ovaries...I am ovulating today! Now if only my uterus would give me the Christmas present I've been waiting for, then maybe my body and I might be on speaking terms again.

Seriously though, I had a really lovely Thanksgiving and wonderful birthday. I am so lucky and have so many things to be thankful for. A girl really couldn't ask for more. Ok, maybe one thing but we're working on it. Well, we'll be working on it very soon . . . right now Rob is cooking me dinner.

Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving!

"Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. Gratitude makes sense of our past, brings peace for today and creates a vision for tomorrow. "
-Melody Beattie


Thursday, November 15, 2007

Top 5 Things we have done...

... as non-parents

There is a silver lining to every cloud. We could have got married and tried to get pregnant right away, maybe we could have became pregnant the first cycle of trying. If we had done this, we would have missed out on times that we would never in a million years been able to do as parents. Even with all of this trouble TTC, the time we spent together was well worth waiting to become parents. Here is our Top 5...

5. Remodeled our home.
We bought our home as a foreclosure the month before we were married. It was wrecked. We gave it a good clean and settled in with big plans for remodeling. 3 years later we finally have 3/4 of the things done that we had originally planned. It has taken us this long, with lots of work and money, we have our little home almost perfect. If we had a baby, we would never had been able to afford or had the time for the remodel, I can't imagine ripping up the old floors and painting the walls with a baby toddling around. I feel better knowing my baby will be crawling on new, clean carpet and will be spilling on easy to clean bamboo floors rather than the old carpets that the previous owner's dog had peed on a million times. It never felt clean enough!


4. Changed jobs a million times

Rob was finishing up culinary school when we got married. He tried being a chef but luckily we found out two years into that profession that it was not the job for someone who wanted a family...or a life. I cannot imagine sitting at home alone every night with a baby. It is not how I would have envisioned our babies first years. I too jumped around on the job front. I started taking my Sommelier Certification. A luxury that I would not have had if I had a baby to consider. I was a marketing associate, a real estate assistant, a hostess in Las Vegas, a wine club coordinator for a vineyard and a Realtor in three short years.

3. Lived (temporarily) in Las Vegas

When Rob was done with culinary school he had the opportunity to take a paid internship at the Bellagio Casino in Las Vegas. It was two months long. We packed up the car and drove the 19 hours down to Las Vegas. We lived there for two months, sharing a twin mattress on the floor of an extra room in my friend's house with black sheets over the windows to keep the heat out. Poor Rob put up with living with me and three wild college girls who liked to get drunk and run around the house half naked. We had a blast. We worked on the strip, him at the Bellagio and I at Cili Golf Course, saw some shows, enjoyed the nightlife, gambled, had delicious Las Vegas meals, I got a fantastic tan thanks to the Bellagio pool and Rob worked his butt off but got some great experience there. I would never live in Las Vegas permanently, but the two months we spent there was a total blast.


2. Took our dream vacation

Since Rob was in school and I was working when we got married we took a quick weekend Vegas honeymoon and started planning our actual honeymoon for the next summer when Rob had graduated from school. 10 days after we got back from living in Las Vegas we were on a plane to Rome. We visited the Colliseum and the Vatian in Rome, enjoyed the amazing beaches of Positano and Capri, took a cooking class in Tuscany, visited the market in Sienna, damaged the rental car in Cinque Terre, bought fabulous leather in Florence. We flew to Greece and spent the weekend in Athens and headed to Crete where we attempted to decipher the Greek street signs, we bought olive oil and honey on the side of the road, drank wine that we couldn't even pronounce the name of in Chania, and traveled to the other side of the Island just to see a beach. We held an octopus and snorkeled around a wreck of a World War II fighter plane. We flew into Brussles and bought chocolate, took the Eurostar through France to London. We took the hop on hop off double-decker bus tours around London, went to pubs with my cousins, saw preserved castles in London and hiked ruins in Wales, spent time with my family in Hull, Chester, Cheshire and York It was the most amazing trip ever. I'm so thankful we were able to take the trip of a lifetime so young. It was truly a once in a lifetime vacation.

1. Got to know one another, really

We were married just over a year after we met one another. Although I knew Rob was "the one" from the beginning and still do even more so to this day, I'm so glad we had these last three years to really get to know one another. To sort out all the little kinks that would have been so much bigger and scarier if we had added a baby to the mix early. We had time to enjoy just each other as a couple, do what we wanted to do, go where we wanted to go. All of this made us stronger for what we are going through now. I know that he will hold me up when I get down about this T-TTC, he knows that I will go through medical procedures that terrify me until we have exhausted our options. I know that he is always there to tell me it will be ok, even if it won't. Together I know it will all be worth it in the end, regardless of the outcome, because this has brought us even closer together.





"I will be the answer
At the end of the line
I will be there for you
While you take the time
In the burning of uncertainty
I will be your solid ground
I will hold the balance
If you can't look down

If it takes my whole life
I won't break, I won't bend
It will all be worth itWorth it in the end
Cause I can only tell you what I know
That I need you in my life
When the stars have all gone out
You'll still be burning so bright."
-"Answer" by Sarah Mclachlan

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Courtesy of the T-TTC Nesties...

Someone posted a poll on the nest's Trouble Trying To Conceive Board and all of these hit home like you wouldn't believe. This is a very long post but each and every response on here is just a fraction of what we feel/go through every single day dealing with infertility. Here are their responses:


You Might Be Infertile If...

...you'll do anything to fight the urge to sneeze because you're afraid your ovaries might explode.

...you're having hot flashes before you're 30.

...the word "relax" actually makes you more tense.

...your crotch has seen more action from an RE [reproductive endocrinologist] than your DH [dear husband].

...you're afraid to go "number two" after an IUI [Intrauterine Insemination] for fear of pushing out the spermies.

...when you go to the obgyn you don't have to use the calendar when they ask you the date of your last period.

... you shave your legs for your RE appts but not for your DH.

... you know the pharmacists by name.

... you can't plan anything in advance because it might be CD3.

... you take more medications than your parent or grandparents.

... the thought of the holidays makes you nauseous for fear of inevitable questions and yet another pg announcement.

... it's "if" this or that works and not "when" it will work.

... you refuse to paint the future nursery for fear of jinxing yourself.

... you cried on Halloween seeing all those adorable costumes on the little one's and their pg mothers.

...your DH has seen ultrasounds of your uterus and ovaries. (Is it bad that he thought the ultrasound wand looked like a giant joystick?!?!?!).

...you know what ovary likes to ovulate better than your RE and the nurse that does your u/s every month.

...you have more drugs than a heroine addict.

...you have lengthy discussions about the status of your cervical mucus.

...you are frequently violated with a huge plastic wand -- by your nurse.

... you speak to your RE in T-TTC acronyms.

...your husband doesn't think it's weird when you stand on your head after sex because who knows -- this might just be the ONE time you could get pregnant without the help of a team of specialists.

...KY is banned in your household as it kills sperm.

...you have forgotten what spontaneity is.

...your husband is tired of masturbating in clinics and complains about friction burns from having to do it too often (bad, I know!).

...you actually get excited over shots.

...when someone says what day is it to day and you start to answer CD [cycle day] whatever and have to catch yourself.

...you DH knows more about the your monthly cycle than your primary care Dr.

...everytime you go to the bathroom you check CM [cervical mucus].

...you live you life 2 weeks at a time.

...you met your insurance deductible for the year....in your first month of testing with the RE.

...when you'd rather have an internal u/s RATHER than have bloodwork done.

... if you remember special events by what day of your cycle they fell on!

...when you see the letters IF, you think "infertility" and not "if".

...if you have forgotten a CD is also an actual object containing music, or a type of investment, and not just a date.

...if you walk around work grabbing your boobs like it's no big deal and the guy in your department starts winking at you.


"The harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph."
-Thomas Paine

Ultrasound...

So today was my ultrasound to see if I had any cysts or any other problems that could be seen via u/s. I got up bright and early at 7:15 and drank my required 32 ounces of water and was on my way. 7:45 rolls around and I'm sitting in traffic when I realize that I have to pee. Crap! I'm supposed to have this u/s on a full bladder. Why didn't I just bring a damn water bottle with me in the car? Oh, that's right, I lost it... I always lose water bottles. I am a black hole for water bottles, I will lose them within a matter of minutes. I have probably bought hundreds in my lifetime and leave them at the gym, at the office, in my car (which is a black hole in itself), outside, in the store, at my mom's house, in clients cars, on the mailbox...wherever something can be left I guarantee I've left a water bottle there! But I digress...

So I'm doing the pee dance in the car and I'm not even close to the hospital yet. And by pee-dance I mean jumping up and down on my seat, scooching around side to side and singing a the top of my voice. At this point I wish I was a man because at least they can somewhat pinch it off! By the time I get there I have to pee worse than I have ever needed to before. I think the fact that I know I cannot relieve myself in the bathroom that is only 3 feet away from my in the waiting room makes it even worse. By the time the u/s tech comes out I feel like I'm going to explode! I tell her my predicament and she tells me she'll be quick.

When she starts the u/s the first thing she says is "Ooooooh, yes! Your bladder IS full!" At this point I want to scream "No sheeeet lady!". Even the light pressure of the u/s is killing me. When she is (finally) done I practically jump off the table and into the bathroom. It has never felt so fantastic to pee before.

When I come back into the room the u/s tech holds up a large tube-like instrument and says, "Are you ok with doing an internal now?" Um... what? Shouldn't we get to know one another first? What is you favorite color? Do you like long walks on the beach? This is moving a little too fast for me... I'm not that kind of girl!

I cannot tell you how awkward this is. And if you're squeamish you might want to stop reading. I get undressed from the waist down and sit on this little triangle foam thingy. Bottoms up! She them tells me she's going to hand me the internal wand under the sheet and asks me to insert it...myself!!! I do as I'm told but I can't help but feel like I'm in some low budget porn movie. The whole thing takes another 20 minutes which is not comfortable or fun! I was glad when it was done.

I asked her if she could tell me anything about what she saw. Unfortunately she couldn't tell me since it was hospital policy to have the patient's doctor go over the results in the follow-up appointment. However, she did say "I will tell you I didn't see anything that you should lose sleep over." What a relief! I'm glad she did say at least that because I won't be stressing about my results until my follow-up next week.

All in all I'm glad it is done.

"Anytime I see something screech across a room and latch onto someone's neck, and the guy screams and tries to get it off, I have to laugh because what is that thing?"
-Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

To Help You Get to Know Me a Little Better....

Things I love:

My Bob. Romance novels and sappy movies. Expensive perfume. Wine, wine and more wine. Sleeping with lots of blankets and the air conditioning on at full blast in the summer and with the windows wide open in the winter. Sneaking into the baby clothing aisle to look at baby clothes. Snarky celebrity blogs. Dinner parties that start early and end late. Finding designer jeans cheap at Nordstrom Rack. The time of year when summer turns into fall. Warm sweaters and nights by the fire. Looking forward to Christmas before Halloween even rolls around. Air popped popcorn and mashed potatoes. Game night. Big plans. Farmer's Markets. Traveling Europe. Lame movie quotes. Being a democrat. Laughing at mullets. Flowers, gardens and home improvements. My best friend Lindsay. Magazines. Tapas. Both of the famous Stewarts: Martha and John. Change. Anything remotely related to Harry Potter. People who make you want to be better. Politics. Waking up to rain outside. Barnes and Noble chairs and a good book. When it's light late in the summer. Seasonally appropriate scented candles. Buying and wrapping Christmas presents. My pets. My mother and her strength that I only hope I have inherited. Sleazy reality television. Hammocks. Going to the airport. Rob's gourmet cooking. Friends that I don't see often enough and those I see all the time. My family. Ansel Adams photography and Sandra Cisneros poetry. Beautiful things. Weddings. Pottery Barn Catalogs. First Thursdays. Baby name websites. College memories. Hoping. Waiting to see what the future holds.

"Life is not waiting for the storm to pass,but learning to dance in the rain"
-Unknown

If At First You Don't Succeed...

Try, try again. Right?

The spotting began again on CD 6 so I know as of Monday or Tuesday we'll be moving on to Cycle #21. I have my U/S scheduled tomorrow morning at 8:45 so at least I may get some answers from that.

I called the place where our HSG would be to ask about the cost and it will be $600. With Christmas and Real Estate expenses (which are ridiculous at the end of the year, not to mention I have no business right now) I just cannot justify spending it. We'll save up for it surely, and we already planned on cutting down on Christmas, because my job has been so slow. Most likely we will be able to get it done in Feb or March. I want to be able to pay it off in full because if you do that you get 20% off. You know I'm a sucker for a sale!

I told Rob I was sad about not being able to get the HSG done now and his response wasn't exactly what I wanted to hear. I have to remind myself that he's a guy, he really, really does not get this but it is hard sometimes. He said "Why?? What is the rush in getting it done?". I really think he believes that it will happen when it happens. He really doesn't think anything is wrong. I'm so aghast when he says thing like that. Obviously there is something wrong, we were off of birth control for over 2 years when we started TTC... then 21 months after actively trying we're still not pg. Maybe I should try explaining it in sports lingo. "Honey, we're not just missing the goal every month, after this many months, statistically speaking, we should have gotten one past the goalie. See there might be something else blocking that goal? In order for us to make a goal, whatever is in front of that goal has to be...removed.... get it?" Hmmm... maybe not. I'm not so good at sports lingo! I think I'd just confuse him more!

I think part of the reason I've been struggling with this lately is that it was this time last year when I was starting to get concerned. Cycle 10 and 11 I began to think, maybe there really is something wrong. I went though hoping for a BFP for Thanksgiving with the family... nope... then again hoping for it for Christmas...nope. I never imagined I would be baby-less, with no answers -- still hoping, still waiting. Deep down I honestly thought I would have a new baby right now or at least be pregnant. I feel like I'm further away from that than ever with this unexplained spotting and my not-so-great response to Clomid.

Also, work has been sooooo slow lately. I mean the real estate market up here, though in better shape than others, is so dead. I have no work to do, nothing...zip...zilch...nada. I am seriously contemplating a job change. I've even sent my resume out to several wine distributors, why not go for my dream job right now, right? I've been getting outside and working on cleaning up the yard, working out, taking the dogs to the dog park, obsessively cleaning my house, but I still think that if I had a job that really kept me stimulated and busy that I'd be able to deal with this better because I would have something else to focus my little obsessive compulsive mind on!

I won't be able to update about my U/S until my follow up appointment with Dr. Williams next week. But I'm actually making a promise of not posting a sad "I got AF" post next week. I'm working on a special Starting Cycle #21 blog edition for you all and it isn't going to be depressing in the least! YAY! Look for it in the beginning of next week! As always, I appreciate all of your support, prayers and thoughts more than you'll ever know.


"Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond our understanding; and that there is always tomorrow."
-Dorothy Thompson

Friday, November 2, 2007

Sexy Hank, Early O and Dr. DD Follow Up...

I'm so sorry I've been slacking off of my blogging lately. I've got bloggers block! I guess that this T-TTC stuff has caught up to me in the last couple weeks and I just needed a break. Rob and I actually discussed taking an official TTC break for a couple months just to regroup and ( ::gasp:: the dreaded R word) RELAX! We're somewhat adhering to that...well, he is. Me... not to much.

I need the break but I just cannot do it! My CBEFM was calling my name on CD 7. "C'mon, you know you want to do it. Just pee on the stick... you've got like 20 of them. Just do it. Everyone else is doing it. C'mon, turn me on baby. I promise I'll give you a high. " Apparently my CBEFM is a man with a low, sexy voice too... it is a bit disturbing when it talks dirty to me. I think I shall name him Hank.

I have no willpower and I did it. I peed on the stick. I'm like an addict. Hank did not lie... he gave me a high on CD 7 and by CD 9 I had my peak! What?! That is crazy early for my O date! I'm so ok with this early Oing. I had AF and then a couple days later wham, bam I'm in the two week wait already. Thank you Hank!

I also had a follow-up doctors appointment with my regular doctor yesterday. I told her about what Dr. DD said and she was more professional that I had hoped. Ok, being perfectly professional and telling me that "All doctors have different ideas on treatment, IF is a very varied field in medicine. Yada yada yada" is great and all but deep down I'm hoping she smacks a bitch after I left the office and that she was purely putting on a professional demeanor for show.

We have a new treatment plan. Next week I go in for an ultrasound to see if anything jumps out at her as being wrong in the ole uterus, tubes and ovaries. This will at least confirm whether my ovaries were hyperstimulated with the Clomid last cycle, which is a question I definitely wanted answered. After that I schedule the dreaded HSG. I'm thinking that shooting dye up one's nether regions isn't exactly going to be a fun time, but you do what you have to do right? I'm not going to lie. Not to mention I'm totally dreading it and the several hundred dollars I'm going to have to pay to have this fun little procedure done. Wheee! I also have to decide whether I want to schedule it for January because really a HSG is not exactly what was on my Christmas list. :: humming :: "All I want for Christmas is an HSG, and HSG and HSG..." to the tune of All I Want For Christmas Is My Two Front Teeth.

Anyways, my ultrasound is next Wednesday at 8:45 in the morning. Compared to the looming possibility of the HSG it should be a piece of cake, but I just cannot stop thinking about the fact that I'm going in the get an ultrasound... not to hear or see a baby. I always thought my first ultrasound would be an incredible, exciting experience where Rob and I would hear our baby's heartbeat for the first time. It is a little hard thinking that I'll be having it just to see if there is anything obviously wrong with me. It is a good thing, I know this! It is just a hard realization that I'm not having an ultrasound to see a baby.

Anyways, wish me luck!

"Adversity is like a strong wind. It tears away from us all but the things that cannot be torn, so that we see ourselves as we really are."
-Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha
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