Today I decided to start a new blog. This blog is mostly for myself, to document my story of fertiliy, or, as it turns out, infertility. I thought my days of TTC (Trying To Concieve) were long in my past, but that ugly monster just grew a new head and decided to rear them both in my face. So here it is, the story of how I got here, struggling to have kids. And hopefully, from here, my journey to another child.

It may be helpful to read it in chronological (reverse) order.

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February 6, 2010

The Waiting Game

Waiting is the one universal thing that all TTC women have in common. Everyone's story is different: PCOS, IVF, male infertility, deviated uterus, endometriosis, blocked tubes....there are all kinds of diagnoses (and lack thereof), but the one thing we all share is having to wait, WAIT, WAIT, WAAAAAAIIIIIIIITTTTT. First you wait for your period to end. Then you wait for signs of ovulation, then you wait for your OPKs to indicate it's time to BD, then you BD like crazy, and then comes the most awful wait of all....the dreaded two week wait (2WW) before you can find out if you're pregnant. It is the longest 14 days of any human's life. But who am I kidding? No one who is TTC waits the full 2 weeks. Most start testing 7 days past ovulation (DPO) if there is even the slightest indication that she may be pregnant (or not). Sore boobs? I better test! Strange CM? I better test! Spotting? I for SURE better test. Then when the HPT comes back negative, she tests again 9DPO. And then again at 11DPO. And again until she either runs out of tests or money for more tests or until AF proves without a shadow of a doubt that she is NOT pregnant.

It's maddening. Every twinge of the body is scrutinized for the possibility that it may mean something significant is going on. Most of the time it means nothing. And when AF shows up, you cry, get depressed, get discouraged, get determined again, and start the whole process over.

Again.


And Again.



And Again.


There is more crying, more frustration, more confusion, more depression, but ultimately you have no choice but to either give up and decide you are not going to bear children, or to do it yet again.

And you want a baby. You want a baby DESPERATELY by now. So you are willing to do it again and again and again. And then again.

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