Pathway to Parenthood

The announcement of my brother and sister-in laws pregnancy got Jeff and me thinking. Maybe, after the last 7 1/2 years as a couple and 3 1/2 years married we were ready for the next chapter. As the responsible adults we are we went out celebrated our decision (aka got drunk:) and starting practicing for our first child. The first 6 months were fun. For the first time in our relationship no birth control ( I had actually stopped taking birth control a year before we were married) and no condoms. We were hopeful each month but not paying too much attention to the days and the times we had to engage for our maximum fertility. 6 months came and went and we were no closer to our first child. We didn't want to freak out so we waited another 6 months before going to the doctors. We were just under 2 years before my gynecologist looked and me and said "we have taken you as far as we can. It's time for you to see a fertility specialist." I did my best impression of not just having my world fall apart, walked to my car and sobbed. I have now been with my fertility specialist for 3 months and about to start my third round of treatments with her.

This blog is in dedication to all of those who have been through or going through this journey yourself or with someone you love. My fluffy uterus is the humor I have needed to get through some days. Believe me I don't always do it with grace and dignity actually some days I look like I just got run over. I have lost faith and regained it. I have cried, laughed, been angry and frustrated, felt joy and hope, I have even laughed through tears. I still don't know why I am on this journey and if it really is making me stronger but I have no control. So I will share with you my stories and future stories of how I will make it through with a little humor and a lot of faith.