Oct 31, 2011

Proceed With Caution

I'm ordering my meds today! Even if they sit in my fridge until January, it's exciting to get the process started.  I'm waiting for my RE to call me back and discuss whether or not a November cycle will work. Fertility Friend has the 12th as the estimated date of my period to start. When I told Mike this via text message I said, "Fingers crossed!" to which he replied, "Toes too!"  I am so glad we're in this together. I planned to run a bunch of errands today but now I'm terrified to leave home for fear of missing a phone call from the pharmacy or my RE. I really don't want to be in the fabric section of Joann's asking my doctor questions about injections and my egg retrieval, you know?

Happy Halloween to all my readers! Halloween has always been my second favorite holiday. I remember when I was a teenager I would wait until the last Trick or Treater came and then I'd start putting up my little 3 foot Christmas tree in my room. Mike and I normally go all out with the decorations and costumes but with him gone this year, it doesn't feel like Halloween. There will be no costumes and since we were both gone the first three weeks of the month, there will be no decorations either. I am planning to go to a friend's house to eat pizza, gorge myself on candy and help out her six year old's makeup on. I'm just thankful that I have someone to spend this evening with and I won't be wallowing in my infertily.  On that note, here are some tips for infertiles on how to survive Halloween fom one of my favorite sites, "999 Reasons to Laugh at Infertility." Have a safe night, everyone! Happy Haunting!



 999 Reasons to Laugh at Infertility
This time last year, you were starting your first IUI. So how come, a year later, you are no closer to a pregnancy? Another infertile Halloween. Sigh.
Here are some tips on surviving another infertile Halloween:
1. Dress snazzy this Halloween! Dress up as a bottle of Folic Acid, a broken uterus, a negative pregnancy test or an 8.2 celled embryo fertilizing in a petri dish (note: not all costumes are available at Walmart).
2. When kids ring your doorbell, resist the urge to keep them. Stealing a child is very wrong but thinking in your head that you wouldn’t mind keeping your neighbor’s child is perfectly acceptable.
3. Answer the door sobbing and tell the first kid you see about your last failed cycle.
4. Rent the scary movie about the single fallopian tube and its immature egg quality.
5. Give out raisins for Halloween. Eat all the chocolate yourself because you deserve it.
6. Leave a note on the door that says “Sorry kids. No Halloween candy here because I’m ovulating tonight!”
7. Put on a beard and tell everyone you’re dressed as a woman with PCOS.
8. If anyone in your office dresses up as a pregnant woman, mention to your boss that she asked to work overtime this week.
9. Go to your morning fertility appointment dressed as a positive pregnancy test.
10. Answer the door with a smile on your face and hope in your heart. You may not be pregnant this Halloween but one day you will take your future children out trick or treating.

Only an infertile could despise a holiday that is dedicated to chocolate, candy and sugar. Eat up!

Oct 30, 2011

Yellow Light

*pulls hair and screams* 

Nothing with infertility is easy but when you add Uncle Sam to the mix it gets damn near impossible.   I had a lunch with some fellow IFers yesterday and arrived home to two voice mails on our machine from my RE.  In the first he said he got my note about my meds and moving forward with my IVF. He said that we might have to wait until January because of the timing (my ER and ET would be Christmas week and remember I was worried about them being closed?) but that he'd still give us the 2011 prices. Nice guy!  About six minutes later, he left a second message saying that we could move everything up, providing I could get my meds in time. Instead of going on BCP in two weeks, I'd start stims! Aaah.  Normally I'd be totally stoked about this prospect, but guess what? The Husband left on Friday for training. He is not supposed to be home until Thanksgiving week, which would be cutting it awfully close! Effing Uncle Sam! *shakes fist*

I spent last night pouring over my calendar, trying to guess when my period will come but the sad truth is that I can not definitively say.  My cycles are regular but not like clockwork; they average cycles last around 27-30 days and I have no idea when this one will end.  I gave up on charting about a year ago but I do still track my cm and my period. I'm CD17 and just ovulated yesterday (+OPK--which seems kind of late and makes me question why the clinic on post always had me do IUI on CD 12 or 13. I can't keep  questioning their decisions....Time to move on!) I normally have a 13-14 day luteal phase, which means my period should start November 11th or 12th.  According to the calendar I got at my consultation, I should have my ER on CD 16 but that was for the Long Lupron Protocol, which would be November 27 or 28 and would mean that Mike would be home in plenty of time.  I'm new to this IVF thing but I'm assuming that we can't plan on my ER happening on CD16 and that it will depend on how I respond to the drugs.  I definitely don't want to start stims and go through everything only to have my retrevial canceled because Mike isn't home yet to give his contribution. Infertility is frying my brain.

I have to call the clinic tomorrow and hopefully I get good news.  Hopefully we can do our cycle in December as planned and won't have to wait until January. I know some people are probably thinking, "What's two more months? You've already waited three years!"  Exactly. We've already waited three years.  Many of our friends are on their second or third child and we sit here with empty arms. We are sick and tired of waiting for our shot at parenthood. Obviously we will wait until January if we have no choice, but we won't be happy about it.

Oct 28, 2011

WORLD SERIES CHAMPIONS!




Congratulations St. Louis Cardinals! My entire family is celebrating coast-to-coast tonight! Well done, Cards! Woohoo!

Busch Stadium July 2010

MilSpouse Friday Fill-In

Click on the picture if you'd like to participate in Wifey's MilSpouse Friday Fill-in too!
1. The best part of October was meeting my newest niece, Charlotte, on the day she was born. 


2. The worst part of October was  finding out our fourth IUI failed. That majorly sucked.

3. For Halloween, I’ll be hiding from the trick-or-treaters and trying to keep my dogs calm. 

4. I hope that in November doesn't drag. The husband is gone for training and although I'm not looking forward to starting all my injections but I'm ready to get my IVF cycle started!

5. Wifey has posted MilSpouse Secret Santa



I leave you with this Friday Funny: One of the many reasons why I effing love Seattle. Click on the picture to view the story of the Sperm Bike!

Oct 27, 2011

Green Light!

For the past year, since we began treatment and testing, I have felt like I was playing a never ending game of red light/green light. Every time we would get the green light, we would rush forward, full of hope and excitement, only to hear, "RED LIGHT!" each time we felt like we were making progress. No more red lights! (Did I just jinx myself?)  I am happy to report that yesterday afternoon I was given the green light for the ultimate treatment--an IVF cycle in November/December! We've officially dropped the Army hospital and I will be seeing only civilians for everything health-related from here on out. Woohoo!

I will be on BCP for the month before the retrieval and transfer so now it's just a waiting game until I get my next period. More waiting--ugh! But at least I know that we will be moving forward in the very near future instead of waiting for another six months had we stayed on post.  If I counted correctly on the calendar it looks like our ET would be sometime during the week of Christmas.  I hope that the clinic realizes this and is okay with this potential scheduling problem. Mike leaves for training (again!) tomorrow but should be back in time for the beginning of my Lupron injections, which is a relief.  He has repeatedly told me that he wants to give me all my shots so at least he feels like a part of this process and is doing more than just jerking off into a plastic cup. Infertility is so romantic, isn't it?

IVF Long Protocol Timeline

My tentative timeline:
CD3: Start BCP, go in for labs and uterine sounding
CD14: Start Lupron and continue it until ER (embryo retrieval)
New Cycle
CD4: Start Stims
CD14: Trigger
CD16: ER
CD18: Start Progesterone--not looking forward to this. I've heard it's like injecting maple syrup and hurts like hell.
CD21: ET (5DT)
CD24: Start Estrogen Patches
CD29: 8DP5DT Blood Test. If I get a BFP I will continue Progestrone, estrogen patches as well as get a HCG Booster
Throughout this entire process I will have multiple blood draws and many, many dates with the dildo cam. And who says making a baby isn't fun!?

So it's official: we're doing IVF! It's taken us three years to get to this point but in two weeks, Operation: Baby H will be in full swing! Bring on the hot flashes, mood swings (poor Mike!) and injections!




Oct 26, 2011

"There's Nothing Wrong With My Thingy"


Leave it to my jokester husband to lighten the mood yesterday while we were at the consultation--I can't believe I forgot to post this!  As one of the doctors was going over the results from his two semen analyses, Mike frowned then looked at me and mouthed, "There's nothing wrong with my thingy."  Hahaha. If you haven't seen these awesome Birds and Bees videos, you will get the joke once you've watched. :)

Oct 25, 2011

Here's to Renewed Hope

My brain is working overtime right now, trying to process all of the information and happenings of today.  We had our consultation with the civilian clinic this afternoon. We had really high expectations for this appointment....and we were not disappointed. We had a wonderful experience and it really makes me question why we did not seek care outside the Army months ago!


We arrived rather early, since we had never been there before we wanted to make sure we allowed plenty of time to get there. The nurse, who I had never met before and had only spoken with a couple times on the phone, knew who I was right away and had some information for me.  Shocker! I've been a patient on post for 13 months and the receptionist still doesn't know me from Adam.  I had the typical intake form to complete and then we waited, but not for long. We got called back into the doctor's office--plush leather chairs instead of an exam table? I'll take it!  Dr. C, the embryologist, sat with us and took our history.  There were no comments like, "Oh you're young! Don't worry..." but rather he said, "Wow, it's been a long time, huh?" Based on my diagnosis, endometriosis with a blocked left tube, he agreed that IVF was our best course of action.  Then we waited some more... As it turns out, the RE, Dr. M, is also an OB/GYN and had to deliver a baby at lunch so he was running a bit behind.

When Dr. M came in he introduced himself and very quickly sat down and got right to the point. He's from NY, speaks very quickly and with a lot of incomplete thoughts and sentences. I got the impression that he is an incredibly smart man (M.D. and PhD in Embryology!)  and has difficulty having conversations with people of average intelligence.  He took the time to literally go over every single page of my chart and highlighted things that he felt were pertinent to my case.  He commented that my treatment up to this point has been, "Cost effective but a waste of time."  I couldn't have agreed more!

For those of you who aren't familiar with the military insurance Tricare, they cover nothing for IVF. They'll pay for endless drugs as long as we're having timed intercourse and they'll pay for breast augmentation and vasectomy reversals but not IUI or IVF--we are entirely out of pocket for this. At first, it sounded like the IVF program on post was a really great deal.  All my meds would be covered thanks to a grant program given to the hospital, my ultrasounds and meds would be covered and done on post too. However, we'd still have to pay for the actual retrieval and transfer since those would be done at an off post facility in Seattle and will cost several thousand dollars. From what I've read on various military boards, this fee is significantly higher than most military IVF programs.  Dr. M, bless his heart, gives a substantial military discount which makes IVF at his clinic, meds and all, even cheaper than on post....and without the long wait.   We can receive even further discounts if we choose to participate in his embryo/implantation research study.  He is working on developing a sort of "embryo glue" that has shown to have added success with implantation during IVF cycles.  As we were leaving, Dr. M saw me trying to pay for the consultation and he stopped me. He told the nurse to bill Tricare since they should cover it. I thought that was really nice of him, even if we do still end up with a bill in a few weeks.  This clinic is seriously a God send and I felt like Dr. M genuinely cares about his patients and he is not restricted by Army red tape.

When we left the clinic we were already 95% sure that we were going to switch, just based on our initial impression in compared with the overall experience we've had with the Army infertility clinic.  It's a bit of a drive (an hour away) but we really liked the small, intimate setting of the clinic compared to the hustle and bustle of the large Army hospital. When we got home Mike and I had a very long talk about everything--the odds, the risks, the research study, financial aspects, how soon we'd like to try, if we want to leave the clinic on post entirely......everything.  We came to this decision:  I am going to call the clinic tomorrow and get the ball rolling.  We are going to shoot (and pray!) for a December IVF Cycle, which means that I will need to start BCP in two weeks. Here's hoping that the powers that be (and Uncle Sam) allow it and here's to renewed hope!



For your viewing pleasure: A 3D animation of the IVF procedure. 

Oct 24, 2011

"I'm Not Pregnant. I'm Infertile."

As you'll recall from my last post, I had to sign an authorization form on Friday to allow the Army IF Clinic to release my records to the civilian clinic.  As of 1300 today, the civilian clinic STILL had not received any records for me so I called the clinic on post but got no answer. Of course. I had already spent the morning on post, taking care of HH6 duties and buying things like Camelbaks and M9 holsters.  Not wanting to take any chances, I decided to drive the 35 minutes back to the hospital on post so that I could take care of this problem myself. Having just gotten home from post, I was completely annoyed.

I decided to not even deal with the IF clinic and instead go straight to medical records. Medical records told me that they couldn't help me and that I'd have to go to Medical Correspondence.  I filled out another authorization form, checked all the appropriate boxes and handed the form back to the clerk. The clerk looked at my form, saw that I had requested GYN records and then asked, "Are you leaving?"  "No, I'm going to a civilian clinic."  "How many weeks pregnant are you?" As I was fighting back tears I responded in my best I'm-pissed-off-and-I-want-to-throttle-you voice, "I'm not pregnant. I'm infertile." She immediately said, "Oh I'm sorry ma'am. Let me see what I can do." It's a damn good thing she was out of my reach.

As if going to this effing hospital, with pregnant bellies at every turn, wasn't bad enough, I had to listen to the annoying "Twinkle Twinkle" song that they play every time a new baby is born. Talk about kicking an infertile right in the uterus but the records have been sent, their receipt has been confirmed and I'm totally stoked about our consultation with the civilian clinic tomorrow.

So....that was my day. Hope all of you have had a better Monday!

Oct 22, 2011

Is It Really That Surprising?

I had to sign an authorization form so that the REI Clinic on post would release my records to the civilian clinic for our IVF consult next week. When I called the IVF coordinator on post, she sounded genuinely shocked that we were looking into other options, which totally blows my mind.  For those who have been reading my blog for the last several months, you are familiar with the endless cycle of problems I have had with the clinic. For my new readers, I will do my best to explain:

Last summer, after 20 months of TTC, I finally got my referral to the infertility clinic but they had no availability until September.  At my first appointment the 2LT looked confused when I handed him my 19 months worth of charts and looked at me like I had three heads. I was given the dx of unexplained infertility and they refused to do further blood work on me since I'm "young."  There was no availability for my HSG until the end of October and when I expressed my frustration to one of the nurses she asked, "What is your rush?"  Seriously? My followup after my HSG wasn't until 6 December due to lack of availability. The technicians who did my HSG told me that everything appeared to be normal and I never received a phone call telling me otherwise, but when I went to my followup, an idiot resident told me that I had an unknown mass in my uterus--something she'd never seen before. Because of my "abnormal" HSG I had to have a hysteroscopy and had to wait until January due to lack of availability.  At this point we went to the Tricare office to seek a referral off post--we were sick of the waiting game and constantly being told that they couldn't see us. We were denied.  In January, I had my hysteroscopy and there was absolutely nothing abnormal in my uterus and we were FINALLY given the all clear to start Clomid.The doctor said the goal would be to produce multiple follicles so that we would have an increased chance of conceiving.

On CD 1 in February, I called the clinic so that I could get my first prescription of Clomid. I was so excited to finally get some treatment started! I called the clinic several times but no one answered and I became increasingly concerned that I wouldn't get my Rx before the three day weekend (For those unfamiliar with Clomid, you have to start it on a specific day in your cycle.)  After no one returned my calls, Mike called patient advocacy and explained that this wasn't the first time we've had issues with the clinic--the IF clinic called me back right away and was highly annoyed that we had called PA.  We did Clomid Cycle #1 and I only produced one follicle. I requested more blood work and was once again told that I was "young" and didn't need it.  When I questioned their Clomid dosage and only producing one follicle, I was assured that it was "quality over quantity."  Clomid cycle #2 produced one follicle on my left hand side--that was in March and I have not produced any follicles on that side since. After four failed Clomid Cycles and two IUIs, we were "allowed" to move on to Femara. I saw a different doctor at this point and questioned (again) why I never had any other lab work done--he was more than happy to order CD3 labs for me as well as thyroid check as well as add us to the waiting list for IVF in July of 2012.  My thyroid came back normal but my AMH came back at .87, suggesting DOR, but I was still brushed off when voicing my concerns.  In July, I was going to start my first Femara cycle and when I went to the lab to do my urinalysis, there was no record of it in the system--the nurses never put in the order. My prescription wasn't in the pharmacy either so I had to make the 40 minute trek to post two days in a row because of their "forgetfulness." When I tried to schedule my monitoring ultrasound, they told me there weren't any appointments available and to just do OPKs to detect my surge. I insisted that I be monitored (I knew better thanks to all my boards!) and begged them to double book me--I would have rather waited than not be seen at all. Seriously, what kind of IF clinic prescribes fertility meds and doesn't do proper monitoring?! When I went in for my follicle scan, they had no record of my appointment. When we went back to the room the nurse had the entirely wrong information for me. ::head desk::

Femara cycle #1 + IUI #3 turned up a BFN and at this point the doctor finally sat us down and talked to our diagnose of unexplained infertility. He still gave my AMH and LH levels no credence but did give present us the opportunity to do a diagnostic laparoscopy. At this point I sought another referral to see a civilian clinic, to get a second opinion before proceeding with a surgery and more expensive treatments. Once again, I was denied.  I was told to expect a call from Patient Advocacy but I never heard anything from them.  We did decide to proceed with the laparoscopy in search of answers and we did get them--but not without complications. I received the diagnosis of Stage I Endometriosis and found out that my left fallopian tube is partially blocked due to left ovary adhesions, which is likely the cause that I never produce any follicles on my left side. The complication was the piece of plastic that the effing resident left behind in my vagina during surgery. Are you still wondering why we want to look into other options?

This month was our second round of Femara and now that most of the endo had been removed, we were given an increased chance of conception. We decided to try IUI one more time, post endo removal.  When I called to schedule my monitoring appointment, I was once again told that they had no availability but this time I was able to say, "My left fallopian tube is partially blocked so we really want to make sure that I have follicles on my right side before paying for IUI." I went to my appointment and they had no record of it ever being scheduled. Sound familiar? I did end up having two follicles on my right side and we decided to go for IUI #4.  It was a BFN. We are now at the point where we know that IUI is most likely not going to work for us and that we need to consider IVF. Yes, we're on the list on post (We've been moved up to the May cycle)and although the IVF would be done at a somewhat discounted rate, I would be just one woman in a large group of women cycling all at the same time.

As if all this wasn't enough, yesterday I was waiting on a fax with the paperwork I needed to sign to release my records. It never came.  No one answered when I called the office so I couldn't get the fax number I needed.  I ended up sending a fax to the OB/GYN department and had to request that they deliver the fax to the nurse in the REI Clinic.  When I finally spoke with the REI nurse, she asked me if I'd like to be moved up to the May cycle and sounded annoyed and sincerely astonished that we would be looking into care elsewhere.  I wanted to say to her, "Are you seriously surprised?"

There are plenty of women who have absolutely loved and raved about their experience with the REI Clinic. It's been my observation that the majority of these women were able to get pregnant within a few cycles of Clomid and I have yet to personally meet anyone who has made it "this far" with the clinic. Throughout my entire journey with the REI Clinic on post, I have felt like a part on an assembly line and have never received individualized care. We have had problem after problem and do not feel like we can fully trust the clinic or the doctors. I do not want to be part of a large group during an IVF cycle.  I want focus and dedication and I don't want to have to fight to be seen.  I want to be able to talk to someone the first time I call and not have to wait all day for someone to call me back.  Am I expecting too much? Are my standards too high? I have been told repeatedly that I need to go in and talk to Patient Advocacy about all of this but I honestly feel like it wouldn't do any good. At this point, we are desperate to find a doctor that is truly invested in helping us become parents, to make our dreams come true, and I do not think that we are going to find that at an Army hospital.

Oct 20, 2011

My First ICLW

Hello fellow infertility bloggers! Welcome to my little corner of the internet. This is my first time participating in International Comment Leaving Week and I'm looking forward to connect with other bloggers in similar situations!


A little bit about me:

My name is Megan and I'm a 27 year old tattooed vegetarian. I am an Army Wife living in the Seattle area and a small business making various items from upcycled military uniforms.  I also have an Etsy shop with items specifically geared toward children of ART. I love baking, old movies, all things rockabilly and sewing. I grew up as the baby of five and have always dreamed of having a big family of my own.  My husband, Mike, is 30 and works in Army Aviation. He's a tattooed punk rocker, a Star Wars geek (my influence!) and loves to work on his Mustang. I met Mike on my very first day of college where he played football and I played volleyball.  We are beer snobs.


Scarves up Seattle Sounders!
We have four fur kids, two cats named Figaro and Quidditch and two dog named Zero and Bailey--all rescues. We love Notre Dame football and I have recently become a huge Seattle Sounders fan! We celebrated our 7th wedding anniversary this year with a trip to England, a trip we will never forget and full of memories we will always cherish. Infertility is hard but dealing with infertility AND Uncle Sam is especially hard since we always have to work around the Army's schedule.

Mike and I on our 7th Anniversary at Buckingham Palace
We began TTC in February of 2008. By August of that year, I knew something was wrong. I was charting, ovulating and having regular cycles but I still wasn't getting pregnant.  At my annual pap smear, my doctor told me that I was young and just needed to relax, that I "knew" too much about reproduction and that it would happen in time. Mike deployed to Iraq for the second time in October of 2008 so TTC was put on hold for a year.  He came home in October 2009 and we moved from Fort Drum, NY to Fort Lewis, WA in March 2010. In May 2010, I sought a referral to see an infertility specialist and was denied--we hadn't been TTC for 12 consecutive months.  In September of last year, I was finally seen at the Reproductive Endocrinology and Infertility clinic on post. We received the diagnosis of unexplained infertility.

In the past year I have had a HSG, hysteroscopy, numerous blood tests, more ultrasounds than I can count, four rounds of Clomid, two rounds of Femara, four failed IUIs and a laparoscopy that revealed Endometriosis, left ovary adhesions and a partially blocked left fallopian tube (finally a diganosis!) . We're at the point where we're ready to move to IVF but aren't sure if we want to stay with the Army clinic, mostly due to the substandard care we're received and the extremely long IVF waiting list. We have our first consultation with a civilian clinic next week to get a second opinion and discuss other avenues for IVF.  We are on our 35th month of trying to conceive.

Thanks for stopping by. I know how isolating infertility can be and I often take comfort in reading the stories of women in situations like mine.  I look forward to "meeting" some new bloggers and sharing our journey with you.

IVF Consultation.

Wow, what an emotional two weeks! I cried all the way to the airport but I am now home from sister's house and back to reality.  My fridge is empty and I really need to go buy some groceries but I have more important things to do--like blog!

As most of you know by now, we are currently being treated at an Army hospital. Everything up to this point has been covered through the military but we will have to pay for IVF ourselves.  The ER and ET is done at an off post facility but my meds and monitoring would be done on post, making the entire process a bit discounted.  The trade off is that the waiting list is a year long. We are on the list for July of 2012. We've decided to look into other options.

We have an IVF Consultation scheduled with a civilian clinic for next Tuesday! We're paying OOP for the office visit, just so we can meet the new doctor and get a second opinion before making our decision to switch clinics.  Mike is leaving for training  on the 27th so I was really worried that we wouldn't be able to be seen before then.
First, I called the clinic and an actual person answered the phone, NOT a nurses line messaging service. Huge bonus, especially considering I called the clinic on post this morning and it took them hours to return my call.
Secondly, they got us in right away! I've never had that happen before! I think I like the civilian world already, especially considering that my follow up from failed IUI #4 isn't until 28 November on post.

I am nervous and scared but super excited at the possibility of this happening in the much nearer future. If we stay with the clinic on post it won't be until next July.  So, my fellow IVFers, what are the important questions to ask?

Oct 18, 2011

The Truth About Trying

I was so excited to see Megan post about Redbook's new No-Shame Campaign to help promote infertility awareness. There are some really, really great videos as well as personal testimonies posted by women who are just like you and me. Normal, every day people, struggling with infertility, just like us.  Be sure to check it out and share! There is no shame in infertility.It is SO important to educate our friends and family about infertility and its devastating effects!



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Oct 16, 2011

"None in the Oven"

Thanks to Mrs. B for posting these videos.  They are hilariously funny and so true. I can't wait to see more. Enjoy!




Oct 14, 2011

IUI #4

BFN.

I had to hide in my sister's bathroom so I could have a long cry in private. I clearly didn't think about how hard it was going to be to deal with a failed cycle while being around a newborn. This blows.

For now, I'm going to play with Madeline and give Charlotte lots of kisses. In about an hour, my other sister, my brother in law and my oldest niece and nephew will be here. I sincerely hope that I can keep it together and enjoy this weekend with my family.

Mike and I need to have a long talk when we get home (he's in the field while I'm in Ohio). We need to get rid of a few things in our budget to allow us to save more money for IVF. I'm pretty sure we're done with IUIs and I think I am done with treatments for a few months, at least for now. We've been doing testing and treatments for a year straight. I need a break. The holidays are hard enough without all the ultrasounds, appointments and extra emotions that come with fertility meds. To make it worse, we can't afford to fly (and board our zoo) to spend the holidays with family since we have to save for IVF.  I don't know what's next for us but for now we'll be taking a little time off.

Fuck you infertility.

Oct 10, 2011

'Twas the Night Before......Your Period


‘Twas the night before your period and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring, not even your spouse.
The tampons were waiting in the bathroom with care,
in hopes that Aunt Flow would soon NOT be there.
Your future children were nestled, like dreams in your head,
while visions of cramps start to come before bed.
You’re sure you are pregnant, your breasts are so ripe,
you examine that toilet paper each time you wipe.

But you just might be pregnant, you have all the signs,
so why does this test never show those two lines?
And you cry on the floor until you are ill,
tomorrow you’ll refuse your prenatal pill.
“Come nausea, sore breasts, and frequent urination!”
“On weight gain, fatigue and then to lactation!”
We are getting impatient, our clocks start to tick,
but each month all we do is pee on that stick.
We know more about ovulation than our family doc,
so please fill our womb before our friends newborns can talk!
We thank all of our relatives for those sympathy hugs,
but we’ve spent our whole salary on fertility drugs.
My spouse has more sex than in our newly weds years,
but this time, he’s not bragging to all of his peers.
So before our next cycle, lead us the fertile way,
Happy baby-making to all and keep periods at bay!

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11DPIUI and another BFN this morning. I am testing using the early detection internet cheapies that are supposed to detect as little as 10mIu/ml and according to Dr. Google (I know--baaaad!) I should have at least that much HCG in my system, if I were pregnant. Still not spotting though so I am refusing to give up hope!

Oct 9, 2011

World, meet Charlotte.

Kissable Cheeks!

Well, I'm the proud aunt of another beautiful little girl! Charlotte Elise arrived on 7 October, measuring 21.5 inches long and weighing in at 10lbs 5oz! (Side note: If you're a Cure fan you'll understand where her name came from! <3 ) She doesn't even fit in the hats I made her because she's already too big! She is so sweet and makes tiny, squeaky noises. She doesn't feel like a new baby because she's so big and I looooove to cuddle her.  My sister is doing well but still pretty sore, since this is her third c-section. She will be home tomorrow or Tuesday and I can't wait until I can love on Charlotte all day long and not just for a few hours.

Here are a few more pictures from Charlotte's birthday and the days since!

Madeline and I made cupcakes to take to the hospital so we could sing "Happy Birthday"

Sisters.
Madeline and Annabelle dressed up for their Dance Party

If you know me IRL, you know that I'm a terrible dancer. However, there's just something about being with kids that causes the inner "soul train" to come out and so I planned a dance party for Annabelle and Madeline. Just me and the girls. No adults allowed. ;)  I created a playlist with the likes of LMFAO, Black_Eyed_Peas, Michael_Jackson, Lemonade_Mouth (for Annabelle!) Princess_DisneyMania, Lady_Gaga, Jessie_J and many more. Madeline, who's three, kept requesting Lady_Gaga. Haha!


They had a lot of fun putting on makeup and dressing up and right before bed Madeline said, "I had much fun for my dance party!" I think it was a success. I know I had fun. I love making memories like this!  I've been exhausted since I got here--I guess waking up at 0330 Seattle time will do that to a girl! It's all worth it though.

I was really nervous to go to the hospital the first time. Being on a maternity ward when you're infertile is obviously not an ideal situation. Surprisingly though, seeing Charlotte in the hospital was not hard on me at all. I don't know, maybe it's because she's family and I know I hold a special place in her life, but her birth has not affected me me in the same way my friends' pregnancies and births have. Hell, even strangers' and acquaintances' pregnancies are hard to handle and I recently had to un-friend two people on Facebook after they announced their pregnancies on their walls.  One was particularly bad considering the week before she had written me a long message letting me know that she prayed for me often and just knew I was going to be a good mom. The next week she announced she was going into the 2nd Tri. Both of them seemed to take an interest in my infertility journey, always "liking" statuses and posts, which made their casual FB announcements hurt all the more.  :sigh:
Staying busy with the girls has definitely help me keep my mind off things too, which has been great.  I am 10DPIUI and got a BFN this morning. There was an evap line there an hour later but obviously that does not count. :/ The good news is that I don't have any spotting so I am still keeping my fingers crossed. While I am here I plan on getting all the good baby juju that I can. Maybe I need to shake Charlotte a little bit to get some baby dust out of her!

Aunt Megan and Charlotte

Oct 7, 2011

I Make Mini Vans Look Cool.

I've been in Ohio since Wednesday night now but today is the frist time I've been alone and in charge of the girls !I am going to have my HANDS FULL these next four days!
Madeline giving me her best pout after I told her no donuts.

I had to take Annabelle to school this morning and it was my first time driving a Mini-Van. I survived and managed to get her to school early. It was a little weird standing in the hallway, surrounded by the other "conventional" moms giving me the side eye for my hair--haha.  I had a jacket on so my tattoos were hidden otherwise I could only imagine what types of looks I'd get since my niece goes to a Christian School in a pretty conservative town.

Crusin' in the Mini Van. Oh yeah. 

Onesies, hats and t-shirts I made for my nieces.
Madeline and I are hanging out, watching Muppet Treasure Island, and we will make some cupcakes to take to the hospital so we can sing Happy Birthday to Charlotte! Speaking of Charlotte, she should be here any minute! We won't be going to the hospital until after I pick up Annabelle from school and I have to admit, I'm pretty nervous. I know it's going to be extremely emotional and well, hard, but I know I can do it. I love these little girls so much and now I get another one to love too!



8DPIUI:
Extremely thirsty for the past two days but that could be from traveling and the three hour time change.
Fatique, most likely from the time change and not being used to chasing a three year old all day.
Trigger out of my system as of yesterday.

Oct 4, 2011

Leaving On A Jet Plane

.....Tomorrow! I'm flying to Cincy tomorrow and will arrive around 8 EST. As luck would have it, Uncle Sam called Mike away and he'll be in the field the entire time I'm in Ohio so we had to make arrangements for our zoo. I just dropped my boys off at their kitty apartment for the next two weeks and I managed not to cry! I miss them already.

I'm leaving shortly to head to Seattle for the US Open Cup (Go Sounders) with my brother, SIL and my brother's friend. Mike was supposed to come--darn that Uncle Sam. Zero and Bailey (our dogs) will stay with my brother the two weeks that I'm gone--they love their Uncle Shawn, mostly because he totally spoils them with treats.

I am going to be really busy over the next few weeks caring for my nieces and helping my sister recover from her c-section but I will be SURE to post pictures when my newest niece gets here!

Have a great week everyone and congratulations to all my e-friends who are finally getting to see the flicker of little heartbeats! <3

Oct 1, 2011

An Analogy.

This brought tears to my eyes. Thank you to Lauren for sharing. 

 


Chocolate Cake

Imagine yourself dressed up in your finest clothes. You and your sweet husband are attending a dinner together in one of the nicest restaurants in town. You both have planned, waited and saved for this evening. To say the least, you are very excited! You and your husband arrive and the atmosphere is more than you expected. Everyone around you is having a good time. The chandeliers are sparkling, candles are glowing and sweet soft music is playing in the background. To your pleasant surprise you see others there you know. You are seated with them and in your heart you think there just couldn't be anything better!


The table is just exquisite. Breathtaking really. The people at your table begin to talk to you in jolly conversation. You glance at the menu and you don't even know where to begin! You look over everything slowly and carefully, especially the dessert menu! All of your life you have been hearing about this restaurant's marvelous and divine desserts. Deep in your heart, you have been looking forward to enjoying dessert the most!

Everyone at your table orders their food. For dessert they all order chocolate cake. You think, "Hey that sounds perfect. I'll have chocolate cake too please."

The waiter nods in approval and quickly swifts off to put in your order. In the meantime, you are still enjoying the surroundings, the music and the company. You grab your husband's hand and sigh "Yes, life just couldn't get any better."

The food comes and everything looks just pleasing. Some of the things you tasted you really love, some of the things you didn't. Either way, you know that dessert is on its way. That thought in and of itself is just exciting! Then you see him, your waiter! Your wonderful, blessed waiter with a silver tray full of plates of chocolate cake! He comes and starts handing out plates to those you know. You look at the cake and to put it simply, it looks just divine. You're even more excited now! The waiter comes to your side and then passes you and your husband. You are shocked and think there must be some mistake. you don't know what to do, but rather than make a fuss you think, "Just wait, I will get my chocolate cake soon too."

Those that have their dessert are going on and on about how amazing the taste is. You smile, you are truly happy for them. Deep down you are anxious and their feelings only feed your curiosity and desire. Then you see the waiter again and think, "Ahhh, here he is." You notice that he starts handing out seconds and thirds to those that have already had their piece of cake. Your husband doesn't notice, he's busy chatting with the fellow next to him! Deep down though you get a sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. You know something is wrong, something is very, very wrong.

You ask the waiter, "Excuse me please. Where is my chocolate cake that I ordered"? The waiter just replies, "The baker has said that you must wait." He rushes off and not another word is said. Time goes on. You still enjoy the surroundings, the people and the conversations. All the while though, you can't get chocolate cake out of your mind. Time keeps creeping by and soon your husband notices too, "Where is our dessert?" You hold his hand and look into his loving eyes and think, "Even without chocolate cake, life is still good."

Time, however, creeps and it creeps. At moments it seems like it has even stopped. It's getting late and people are noticing you haven't received your dessert yet. Questions start arising and you just don't know how to respond. You look around other tables and notice that people are also getting their third, fourth and fifth servings of dessert. "Why" is all you have to lean upon.

You notice that others have ordered things for dessert besides chocolate cake. There is cherry pie, brownie ice cream sundaes, raspberry cheesecakes and such. They seem just as pleased, if not more pleased with their desserts and you wonder, "Should I order cherry pie too"? You talk to the waiter and he simply says, "I'm sorry ma'am, you just need to be patient and wait."

You are starting to burn inside. Despite all of your best efforts you are beginning to boil. You really want to jump on top of the table and stomp while shouting, "Where is my chocolate cake?" You don't though because you know that will get you no where! Instead you look around and notice that there are some that are refusing their chocolate cake. "It will make me fat" one says. "Ugh. I have enough already" another states. One woman, simply dumps her beautiful chocolate cake onto the floor.

As you look deeper around you, you notice there are a few others that are waiting too. Your heart goes out to them. You smile and wish there was something more you could do. You know their pain and it hurts. It really hurts.

Finally, the waiter comes and he has chocolate cake on that familiar beautiful silver platter...and he has enough for two. One for your husband and one for you! Your so elated with joy that you can't hardly stand it!!! You tell everyone at your table and they are just as happy for you. "We knew it would happen" they say. "You just needed to relax"! Little did they know that deep inside relaxing was the last thing you were feeling! You look at your husband. Tears are in both of your eyes. You carefully take a taste. It's such sweet, sweet perfection. You go to take another and just before you do the waiter comes and gently takes your plates away. "Something is wrong" he says. "Don't worry my dear, the time is soon."

There's confusion. Sadness. Anger. Above all though, you are just deeply and truly heartbroken. Heartbroken to the very core. You don't know what to do. You turn to others for support. They cry with you and too ask why. You take a deep breath and find the strength to go on. You have been given the promise that you will receive dessert. It is just not understood as to when. You decide to put your full trust in the baker. You reach far inside within yourself and find the effort to ask your husband to dance.

He looks at you and smiles..."Yes, I would love to dance with you my dear one." You both get up, leave the table and set off to dance.

As you are dancing, you get your bearings. You again begin to notice your surroundings. The beautiful surroundings that have so magically grabbed your attention in the first place. You remember the music, the sounds, the smell of the sweet flowers. You breath. That's all you can do. You breath and slowly begin to enjoy the moment again. Slowly, it all comes back to you. The things you love. Being with the person you love the most. The pains you have just felt are still there. Still vulnerable, but you feel life again. Yes, life is still good.

After quite a few dances, you both decide it's time to sit at your table. People still have their desserts and their chocolate cakes. Your space is still empty. You decide, however, to really focus on those around you. In doing so you find more joy. The desire for dessert is still there- but it's manageable. Time moves on.

Then suddenly, out of nowhere, your waiter appears. He has the biggest smile on his face. He is pleased to announce that you and your husband's dessert is finally here!! Your heart wells up with joy, but you're afraid too. You ask the waiter, "Will you take it away"? "No, this one was made especially for you."

You smile back, hardly believing that this could be true or real. You look at it and it's not a dessert you have ever seen before. It's then that you realize that the baker has made a dessert with all of your favorite colors and flavors. Careful detail was lovingly taken into every consideration. "How did He know that this is exactly what I wanted"? The waiter just smiles and says, "Because he knows and loves you." If you look, you can see him there. You look and at the door, through the little round window you see a gentle man with tears in his eyes. He is grinning from ear to ear and looking at you and your husband. You can't hardly see anymore because of all of the happy tears. You whisper a big "Thank You" and in your heart you feel that this simple phrase will never be enough.

You look at the people around you, they too have tears in their eyes. They too are smiling from ear to ear. Everything is so precious and tender now- even more so than when you first arrived here. It's then that you learn that the pains you have felt all along the way. The waiting, the crying, the agony. It's all been a special recipe to make this moment this much more wonderful and sacred.

In your soul you take a deep breath and slowly let out a big sigh of gratitude.

You grab your husband's hand and sigh again, "Yes, life just couldn't get any better."