January was different. Finally! My doctor decided to monitor what was going on with extra blood work, I bought a lot of ovulation test strips, and we had a a follow-up appointment with our doctor to find out what’s been going on.
I ovulate too early, it’s possible my uterus isn’t ready for a fertilized egg. We left the appointment wondering how anyone ever gets pregnant. Seriously! So, so many things have to line up. We did finally get a chance to do the insemination this month. I was shocked, surprised and didn’t really get around to excited but did feel the disappointment. The two week wait is long. Luckily, we had a vacation to keep us distracted. The day I took the pregnancy test was the morning of my red eye flight home. I took the test in the airport. Probably not the best. Jared picked me up and all I could say was “nope.”
February went as planned. But everything was done earlier. Clomid, blood work, Ovidrel shot (that I did myself – thank you very much!), and wait two weeks. Except that I got the flu. I haven’t had the flu in a very long time. I spent a week in bed with only saline rinses, Tylenol, and Vick’s because I had to treat myself like I was pregnant.
Both months ended with the same result. (I’m usually NOT a fan of the pregnancy test picture but… “never say never.”)
The insemination is a very – scientific – process to baby making. The sperm is “washed” and the “good” ones are filtered out and put in a stabilizing solution, in a test tube. We arrive back at the clinic a few hours later. The sperm is pulled into the syringe and then inserted through the cervix into the uterus. I wait for 10 minutes, and then go back to normal life. Luckily, for me, it didn’t hurt much, just some minor cramping for a day.
The plan. To try IUI one more time. Our doctor strongly suggested IVF (she “can fix anyone with IVF”) but we still aren’t sure about that. Well, I’m not. It’s a lot more invasive and I just don’t know if I can do it. However, adoption isn’t any more exciting or guaranteed. We’ve never been opposed to adoption, we just thought we would do it AFTER biological children. We sometimes get tired of being adults and having to make these really hard, really expensive adult decisions.