A Little Update

A good friend and colleague recently came to me with tears in his eyes. He shared that he and his wife were expecting. I knew it even before he said it. He apologized and said that he would be more sensitive than others have been. I gave him a hug, congratulated him, and then bawled my eyes out. I sincerely appreciate that he came and told me in person. It really meant a lot to me. Over the last few years, I've been told in some crappy ways from people who knew of our struggle; from others, the last to know and even in a text message from my best friend at the time (who had cried to me when a good friend had done the same to her). All is forgiven and I have moved on, but I can't tell you enough how much it meant to me that he came to tell me in person.

How to cope? Some days are easy; I am able to accept whatever comes (or doesn't come our way). I know that we are great at being DINKs (double income, no kids) . I love doing what I want, when I want.... and I especially love the idea of going on more vacations every year. Then some days are just hard. I'm at that age where everyone is either pregnant or has kids. So what do they talk about? You catch my drift. So what do I avoid? The teacher's lounge, of course. And days when I'm feeling brave and venture into the lounge to eat my lunch, I walk in on it. Delivery stories, tummy rubs, and more baby and kid talk. It's exhausting....but it IS getting easier.

The hubby and I are truly making the best of our situation. The last month alone we've had a blast with our amazing friends and family doing some pretty fun and extraordinary things. We are truly blessed. Speaking of blessings- the hubby's test results? We completely forgot that he already had the chromosome testing done last July and the results were negative. The rest of my blood results also came back negative as well....so in 2 weeks I will be venturing to our clinic for additional testing. If all is well, we've decided that we are going to go ahead with round 3 in June or July. We're not ready to throw in the towel just yet.

In the meantime, we're enjoying this much needed break and just enjoying life in general.

All is well. :-) 

Round 3?

Last week the hubby and I ventured down state to our clinic for our post-op. We had a list (once again) of questions to ask. Our doctor said that she was a little surprised that this round didn't work..... she said it was a little unusual for someone our age and with our quality of embryos. Hearing that didn't make us feel all too great.

Two weeks ago I also had 12 vials of blood taken to see if perhaps I have a blood clotting disorder. Only half of those tests have come back, and so far, they are all negative. So here we are again, scratching our heads and with more questions than answers. Our doctor said that we could proceed with round 3 when we are ready and to possibly consider transferring our remaining three embryos. I don't know how I feel about that quite yet, but I do know that round 3 will be our last round.....for a variety of reasons. She also mentioned that if round 3 doesn't work, that we could have genetic testing done to check out our chromosomes. The hubby and I looked at each other, like why should we wait for another loss? We'd rather know now rather than later. If there is something wrong that could potentially harm our baby (if I were able to actually carry), I cannot and would not proceed with this process any further. We both agreed that we are not that greedy or selfish. The doctor gave us the okay, so the hubby will drive down to the clinic on Tuesday. It's $100 per person and at this point, what's a couple hundred more bucks for peace of mind?