May 2008: First pre-conception visit to the Ob/gyn, DH in-tow. Our biggest concern was a very painful bladder condition I had been diagnosed with years before and was on medication for. Ob/gyn referred me to a Uro-gynocologist. Yikes! Otherwise, things looked good. We got a pamphlet on the importance of eating well and exercising. Done and done. She also recommended we start prenatal vitamins anytime and going off BCP for three months before TTC.
September 2008: First pre-conception visit with my GP-have the standard blood work done. Everything looks good! Decide not to pursue genetic testing before TTC.
November 2008: Move into a two bedroom apartment overlooking a little park where children play. This is perfect.
February 2009: Throw out the BCP, start taking prenatal vitamins. Visit my new urologist who tells me to drop the medication I’ve been on for five years. Amazingly, the world does not end in a spiral of pain when the medication is stopped. We are going to have a baby!! This might not be as bad as I’d feared.
May 2009: Our dear friends announce they are PG! Only took them two tries! Our kids could be three months apart-omg. We’re so ready to get started. It’s been three months since I ditched the BCPs. Time to get my wisdom teeth pulled. (This was a big deal for me. I had put it off for, oh, about five years.) As I was coming out of the anesthesia, I looked at DH and mumble-drooled “Now we can have a baby.”
May 2009: Cycle 1, BFN
July 2009: Hm. Why aren’t I pregnant yet?
August 2009: Chemical pregnancy? AF is five days late, and horrendous. BFF gets PG on first try. Things start to get ugly (emotionally).
September 2009: Check in with my Ob/gyn. Ultrasound shows an enlarged follicle - it looks like I ovulated! Hugged strangers on the street. (Still ended up with a BFN.) Start charting, buy “Taking Charge of Your Fertility.” Let’s DO this! Ob/gyn says I can come back if I’m not PG by Christmas. That seems scary-far away, we’ll def be PG by then.
January 2010: Start using the Clear Blue Easy Fertility Monitor. I have never loved a machine this much-it removes the guess-work and takes the pressure off of me to interpret all the crazy signals my body is sending. Get a Peak reading - hooray! THIS will solve all our problems. Throw out the damn basal thermometer.
February 2010: I start acupuncture regularly. My first fertility test. FSH comes back slightly high. Ob/gyn says not to worry, since my cycles are “so regular.” I don’t believe her one bit. Start looking for a clinic. Shock and panic creeping in. DH does semen analysis. (This is a pretty funny story, for another day.) Results come back normal on all fronts. Phew. Oh, wait, that means if there’s a problem, it’s with me? Uh…..
March 2010: First appointment with an RE. We have vile upon vile of blood drawn. I meet Mr. Wandy. I am pretty-well traumatized by the whole HSG process. The bad news starts pouring in. Everything I remember from this month is coated in thick, gray, sludge. Depression hits big time. I cannot believe this is happening. (See The Results Are In.) RE recommends treatment options.
April 2010: We go to Mexico. Get me the hell outta here!
May 2010: The fog starts to clear. I feel a little, tiny bit like myself again. Sigh…
June 2010: Still not pregnant after 15 cycles. Back to the RE to discuss how to move forward with treatment and learn more about what exactly is going on with my cycles. We’re still technically “unexplained,” which is very frustrating. Genetic tests were done. Thyroid levels are normal. We decide to start with IVF, but may do an IUI first.
July 2010: I turned 30.
August 2010: First IUI, with injections. BFN.
September 2010: Second IUI with injections, after one break cycle. BFN.
December 2010: Saline sonogram discovers a uterine septum, i.e. a dent in my uterus that increases chance of miscarriage by quite a lot. Second opinion confirms that our current RE has done a great job with tests, diagnosis and treatment.
January 2011: After an epic battle with the insurance company to get coverage for IVF (w00t!), our first cycle is delayed due to ovarian bullshit and high estrogen levels. My SIL gives birth to the first grandchild in the family the day after our cycle is canceled.
February 2011: IVF canceled AGAIN, due to a cyst. I start taking birth control pills to suppress my ovaries and prevent future cysts and ovulation-weirdness. My depression worsens, and I start taking anti-depressants. Fingers and toes crossed tight that we can finally start in March.
March 2011: Finally start IVF! 22 eggs at retrieval, 10 fertilized. Ended up transferring two blasts on day 6 (after a very scary no-transfer day 5). BFP! The pregnancy was not viable, and I miscarried at 5 weeks.
April 2011: Rest month. (And, boy howdy, do I need a rest.)
May 2011: Switched clinics. Told I likely have endometriosis on my ovary, and should have surgery before doing IVF again. Decide to take a (long) break from IVF and infertility for a while, and start learning about adoption. Get a new job, lose infertility insurance coverage.
September 2011: Decide it’s time for laparoscopy. But, the endometrioma has disappeared, so RE cancels surgery.
November 2011: Schedule an IVF at the new clinic, and then decide to cancel it. I just can’t go through that again.
January 2012: Tell friends that we’re adopting. (!!!) Start taking birth control to help control symptoms of assumed endometriosis.
October 2012: We are homestudy approved to adopt.
December 2012: Our daughter arrived!