Soooo.....We've really done EVERYTHING in the medical world we could do. Clomid with timed you know what, IUI's with meds, IVF, IVF with sister donor...what else? I feel like there is more...an FET...ummmm....wow. Those few things took YEARS? Ugh.
Anyway, now that we're in a bit of a pause with no medical intervention on the horizon, we're going back to basics. Busting out the ovulation test strips and that silly little pee cup that comes with them when you buy enough in bulk online.
I remember the long year plus of TTC with the trusty OV strips and my thermometer. I charted my basal body temperature and even had an online program that made little charts. Talk about obsession. There's something tediously awful about charting, yet it did help me get in touch with my body in a different way. It seems like so long ago when we first started trying to make a baby. We were so naive, so hopeful, so confused.
Now we're less naive and less confused, but we have to be just as hopeful. We're going to give it the good ole' college try (well, not exactly like how we were in college) and maybe some miracle will happen. I've been hearing lots of stories of couples who do a zillion things and then one day it just works--either IVF or IUI or trying naturally. Some times the stars align (ok, not stars, but you know what I'm talking about) and it happens. We never know.
I don't know how I'm feeling hopeful or where I'm find this extra reserve of optimism. Maybe I know the alternative and it's not a pretty place to be. I know better than to hold my breath, but I also know better than to think I have some real control over how things play out on IF Island. Just being open and willing to get up to bat is all I can do.
Sorry to any family members who are reading this--TMI, I know.
But to everyone else... Don't Stop Believin' (you know how to sing that out loud!)
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