Yesterday was our baby shower for our girls. It was a day I had been looking forward to for months, but one that also filled me with a lot of anxiety as the day approached. We never had a shower with Asher. We lost him two weeks before we were supposed to have his shower. … Continue reading Baby Shower
On December 18, 2017, I had my baseline ultrasound to possibly start a new cycle of injectables. After the last attempt, I developed about 5 cysts on my ovaries and had to take a month off. My baseline ultrasound showed that the cysts were gone and we were able to move forward with treatment. I … Continue reading January 8, 2018
10 months with a piece of my heart missing. After the progress that I made with my grief in month 9, month 10 seems to feel like I have taken several steps back. We started the month learning that we couldn’t continue with fertility treatments because I had 5-6 cysts on my two ovaries from … Continue reading 10 Months
My hope since losing Asher, was that I would be pregnant by his first birthday. The idea of that date is one that fills me with such sadness. It will be marking the fact that an entire year has passed since my son was born, silent and still. Being pregnant by his first birthday, would … Continue reading Can we catch a break?!
Since my last post was about trying to conceive, I figured I would share the results of that trying with you all. The answer to the question, am I pregnant, is a big, fat, flipping, NO. Negative once again. I'm not quite sure why I thought this month would be any different than the last … Continue reading For the inquiring minds…
I started this blog when my life only consisted of struggling with infertility. I was tired of people’s insensitive comments about our struggle ( “just relax”, “be patient”, “enjoy it”) and I needed a venue to share my thoughts with others. I needed my feelings about infertility to be shared with those who haven’t experienced … Continue reading Back at it
Recently, I had a dream that I was pregnant. I was full term and in labor. I was laying in the hospital bed and kept asking the doctor to put the fetal monitors on my stomach to monitor my baby while I had contractions. The doctor refused to do this. I knew it meant that … Continue reading Dreams and reality
After 6 months of trying on our own to give Asher a sibling, I made the decision to go to back to the fertility doctor for help. Since delivering Asher, my like-clockwork cycles have gone completely haywire and have absolutely no consistency. So not only, did I lose my son, but because I still had … Continue reading Back to the Fertility Doc