Wednesday, September 4, 2019

Round 1 begins

















“3 Rounds of 5 days worth of pills, taken once a day- ovulation should be achieved 5 days following the last pill in each round. If pregnancy is not achieved after the end of the 3rd round at or around 90 days from beginning of first round of Clomid , further testing will occur.”

These are the words printed in bold on my Drs letterhead stuffed neatly into my notebook. I had never been more confused or exhilarated in all my life. Basically, this is the beginning step toward fertility, a step frequently used when trying to conceive. CCRM, a leading institute in fertility science in the United States, states that the successful ovulation rate for Clomid is 80%, While the successful conception rate is a mere 40%. So all in all, although this is the right first step, it may not be a successful one. And that is SCARY. 

My appointment was at the beginning of July but as life would have it, things got busy, work was insane, my mental health was not in a space to endure the emotional toll this drug can have and we had to wait for a menstruatal cycle in order to begin anyway. So we put it off. The first day was to be August 12th and well, that didn’t happen *cue menstruatal cycle weirdness*. I wish I could explain this in a way you can understand but I can’t. (How annoying is that? I know. I’m sorry.) So here we are, the first week of September and I am on day 3 of the meds.  Let me spotlight some of the more fun side effects of trying to be a baby mama via fertility drugs for you:

  • headaches
  • nausea 
  • vomiting 
  • blurred/impaired vision 
  • UNEXPLAINABLE EMOTIONAL ACTIVITY 
  • depression 
  • hot flashes
  • chronic fatigue 
  • mood swings 
  • breast tenderness
  • shortness of breath
  • and regular pelvic pain


This is just a short list of SOME of the side effects listed (I must admit, I read them off in the same manner they do on TV commercials, where they rattle them off like the fine print of a contract which always ends with “contact your doctor today if you are having any of these symstoms.”)

And in 3 days I have a pretty good grasp on which of these side effects I am going to regularly experience
 *cue the regular mood swings and otherwise unexplainable emotional activity, with just a pinch of the worlds worst hot flashes mixed in for an extra spicy jolt of fun!*

Last night was the worst, it was the first time I felt so hot I couldn’t breathe and because I couldn’t breath from being so hot I started panicking and because I started panicking I was in tears crying for someone to help me. The night time is the worst because I am alone. My dear sweet perfect husband is at work third shift and I am in bed, tossing and turning and thinking about everything there is to think about while sweating and crying because what if this doesn’t work? What if I’ve tried and cried and endured all of this and nothing happens? 

Whoo-ee I. AM. A. MESS.

But then I sleep, for hours and hours and hours and I never feel rested or whole again.

We are halfway through cycle 1 of Clomid and I will have a follow up drs appointment in 15 days to measure the strides and re-evaluate the situation. In this appointment, Dr decides if another round of Clomid be necessary or if there is a next step of action required to achieve pregnancy...

So for today, I am going to sleep. And eat junk and hug my husband and feel all of the things I don’t want to feel. I am going to spend my introverted times in my quiet home recouping so that I can be a productive member at work and in life.. 

Until next time..

❤️

Tuesday, September 3, 2019

Pregnancy Not Viable

Test Results - “Pregnancy not viable.”

Three words. Just three simple words. And my world had fallen apart. Just as quickly as it came together, just as fast as the joy and hope filled my body while I took those 4 pregnancy test, it was gone. It was gone and there I was, alone again..

Misscarriage is such a taboo thing. It seems no matter how many statistics we read about 1 in 4 or the common thread that connects women-we still won’t talk about it. We’re still shamed into believing we’re alone and no one else in the world has ever felt this way. Somehow we still end up blaming ourselves. And no matter how supportive those around us are, we never quite feel understood. 

That’s where I was.


This is where I am. 

Feeling upset that these things are not happening no matter how hard we try, feeling angry at people who are just standing with their arms open waiting for me to be willing to let them lift me up while I crumble into pieces. And somehow I am still standing here, in crutches, with bruises, isolated and alone. Feeling betrayed and humiliated and alone and so so broken. 

 In all of this, one thing is certain, Jordan David has been my rock. The solid foundation for me. The one thing staying true and certain- breathing life and affirmations into me when he didn’t even know it. There are times that I haven’t wanted to be alive, haven’t crawled out of bed, feeling like the biggest failure of a wife, and there he was. Steady. Strong. Loyal. The truth of how fortunate I am to have this man is not lost on me.

 However, I’m not sure I’ll ever feel any different,  or better. 

But this is my call. These are my wounds. And this is our journey, through the winding road of life. 

So I stand here, determined to not feel shamed, to feel all of the very real, raw, terrible feelings that are inside of me and to be open about what we go through as we develop our action plan to bring love into this world as parents. 

The first step, fertility drugs. 3 rounds. 15 days spanned over 90.

Life hurts. loss hurts. 

But I am not alone. I am not alone. Read that again. YOU are not alone. 

If no one else, I am here. I am crying, I am broken, I am wounded. 

But I am here for a purpose. I will carry the story of our baby girl(s) in my heart for as long as I live. 

I hope you will follow my journey. The journey of beginning our family. The journey of the highs and lows of surrendering my body to science in an effort to bring a baby into the world. The journey of being a wife, and the desire to by a mother. 


I love you guys. And I am EXCITED to have a space to share my opinions and to document this journey to look back on.


❤️