Friday, March 27, 2015

The road to the RE

Our journey began in October 2013.  Well, maybe it begins before that.  After all, I spent 32 years of my life never really wanting children.  I thought my motherly instinct was defunct, and my biological clock was permanently off.

And yet, when I pictured my future, which in my mind was still so ridiculously far away (I still don't believe I am in my 30's), I pictured a kid.  It was a very fuzzy picture, but it was there.  So I kept waiting for that switch to go off, that call to be a mother to sound with fury.  But the truth is that's just not how it happened for me.  I knew where I wanted to go, and although I didn't feel ready (okay, I was terrified) for the steps it took to get there, I knew they had to be done, and so I dipped my toes into the trying to conceive (TTC) waters.

I vowed I would never become one of those "crazy" women who timed their cycles, or who cried when the test was  negative.  At risk of giving away the ending:  I now refer to this as the blissfully ignorant stage.

Cut to 6 months later, and a conversation with a friend who struggled for years TTC, and I started to get a little more serious.  I peed on a lot of things, quite frankly.  But still no success.

Another 5 months went by.  For those of you doing the math, and with a basic understanding of what constitutes infertility, we were now only one month shy of infertility.  For those of you who don't know, Resolve defines infertility as:

"...the inability to conceive or carry a pregnancy to term after 12 months of trying to conceive.  If you are over the age of 35, the time of trying to conceive is reduced to 6 months.  It is important to see a specialist, or a Reproductive Endocrinologist, or in some cases your OB/Gyn or urologist for a complete fertility work-up and diagnosis."

And so off to the Reproductive Endocrinologist (RE) we went.

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