September 2007: Since we're starting from the beginning, I might as well start with the letter A. I think I was cursed by an armadillo. Yes, a desert rodent with a "leathery armored shell" (thank you wikipedia, I almost typed exoskeleton). Sam and I were driving through New Mexico when I rolled my window down and threw caution to the wind. Well, I actually threw my birth control out the window. Same-diff, right? We'd talked about when we wanted to start our family many times and as I looked at the guy sitting next to me belting Journey anthems, it hit me. I didn't want to wait to start our family- I wanted to have a mini-Sam in 9.5 months. Since he looked at me like I was pulling his leg, so I proved it by saying adios to those little pink pills through the rear-view mirror. I'm sure some poor defenseless Armadillo rambled by, thought it was candy and is now sterile as a result.
July 2008: 10 months of trying and no luck. No big deal though, right? A lot of healthy couples take at least a year to get pregnant. I'm having really sharp pains though and I'm starting to look up symptoms online and end up freaking myself out- convinced I have some rare disease that's eating me from the inside out! After calling a million OB's, one nurse takes pity on my because I'm bawling on the phone since no one else can see me that day. Bless her heart, she gets me in the next hour. After a snappy little ultrasound, it appears everything's "perfectly normal".
November 2008: The good Doc gives me some clomid- says it's a good place to start. I'm thinking, "Sweet! I'll be poppin' out twins in no time"!
December 2008: While vacationing in California I'm laying in pain on the guest bed, yelling out for my mom. It feels like I'm being stabbing me from the inside. I get an ultrasound, looks like the Clomid caused "hyper-stimulation" and a ruptured cyst. Perfect. Besides the physical pain, Sam wanted to take a sabatical since I turned into a phsycho-emotional-freak-show! First round of Clomid is a complete disaster! Doctor tells me to half my dosage for the next couple of months.
April 2009: Sam gets testing. Some issues with the swimmers ;) but nothing that wouldn't keep us from getting pregnant "eventually".
June 2009: Family doctor does a bunch of tests and says I'm normal. Well, at least my hormones are.
July 2009: Our first appointment with a fertility specialist- we just want answers! Tell us what's wrong so we can fix it! Apparently with all factors considered, It appears we're on the lower side of average-mediocre-ish fertility. Awesome. We're told we can try up to 4 IUI's or save up for IVF. Of course we go for 4 IUI's. At $350 a pop it's a whole heck of a lot cheaper than IVF!
January 2010: First IUI I got a positive pregnancy test! I screamed and almost peed my pants! I decided I better take another home pregnancy test just to be sure. It was negative :( I call my specialist and they have me get blood-work done. Progesterone levels were a 6. Anything above 5 usually means your in your first week but in my case they just said it was "just one of those darn false positives"! Thanks for getting my hopes up, Clearblue!
May 2010: 4th and last IUI was a failure. So much for me telling my kid someday that they were brought into this world by Sam, me and a nurse named Jenny... or was it Janice?
Summer 2010: Taking a break from fertility, secretly hoping for one of those "We just stopped stressing out and it worked!" stories.
Fall 2010: Renewed my resolve that nature can take care of everything- I start researching and trying herbs, oils, smoothies, voodoo witchcraft (toooooooootally kidding), you name it! Sam and I decide that if nothing happens by January we'll start filing adoption papers (I'm adopted, it's great!).
December 2010: My new friend at work tells me about their miracle family- he recommends their fertility specialist- basically the last one in Utah I haven't worked with! I decide one more appointment can't hurt anything (besides my sanity, but I think I lost that a while ago).
January 2011: Meet Dr. Richards and Dr. Marrs and I'm flooded with new hope, not to mention I feel like this Doctor (our 4th specialist) actually cares. I go home and tell Sam all about it (he's sick of fertility consults at this point- bless his heart!). The light turns on for the both of us. We feel like for the first time, IVF is a real option. We're get excited about the wonderful care and expertise these Doctors can bring us- the blessing we've been waiting over 3 years for!
Currently 2011: Saving and pinching every penny and praying for a miracle in the meantime. However, I still drink a teaspoon of magic potion every morning mixed with a half cup of warm water just for good measure and to ward of curses from vengeful armadillos. Hey, if anything I still haven't had a cold or flu ALL season!
armadillo image credit: janbrett.com