For those of you who wish to follow my journey, this is a little background check...
I had my daughter, Gia, just before I turned 22. Gia...Gia is my everything. I smiled just as I typed her name. She is my mini-me. I had a whole image in my head that me and Gia would be like the Gilmore Girls. Just me and her. Forever. Then I met Joe when she was 2 years old. Joe was, and still is, my knight in shining armour. He swept us both off of our feet. Again, I am smiling just thinking about him. Joe wanted to have kids of his own pretty much right away. He was on a mission to do this already while we were on our honeymoon. I however, was satisfied with my happy little family the way it was. I felt as though I love Gia so much that I didn't have enough love for another child. I thought she would always be my "favorite" and that would never be fair to another child. I never knew anything about my cycle and when is the "time" to conceive. Well when we got back from our honeymoon I plugged in my previous menstrual date into an ovualtion calculator I had googled and I was shocked at what it said. My "fertile days" were every single day of our honeymoon. I prepared myself for a baby and I very quickly got way too excited. Well that thought was crushed when I got my period soon after. I totally didn't stress at first but as month after month passed, I did stress. I started thinking What if we can't have a baby?? That's when the craziness started. The googling, the temping, the charting, the supplements, the vitamins, and checking the CP and CM. Long story short... we conceived in August 2011 only to find out weeks later the baby was growing in my right tube. I was treated with methotrexate and began trying again right after my HCG level returned to zero. Again, month after month passed. In March we saw an RE in New Jersey and he recommended going straight for IVF. He wanted to bypass my tubes all together just incase there was any tubal damage. THANK GOD, and I do thank Him everyday, that Joe has amazing insurance that is allowing us to have this opportunity at no cost. Well, no money cost. There is a huge cost. My physical health, my mental health, my emotional health. But the reward is worth the cost. So I invite you on my journey...a road to baby. This is really just a way for me to document my experience and keep a journal. I am not a good writer so don't expect good grammer and fancy words.
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