Life

Time sure has gone by quickly in these past three years. My little boy is now three and a half, and easily the greatest thing in my life. He's a total Mama's boy, and I absolutely LOVE it!

Now that he's older and constantly asking for a friend to play with, we're constantly getting hounded by friends asking when we're going to have another one. For two long years I've been shrugging it off and saying "we'll see," or, "why would I have another one when the one I have is so awesome already?" The truth is, we've been trying to have a second baby for two years, and it's just not happening. It's a bummer to keep going to baby showers, and hearing about everyone getting pregnant, and knowing that even though you've tied every possible old wives tale, ovulation tracker, or advice, you can't seem to get knocked up. In December of last year I went to my OB/GYN for help, and she sent me and my husband out for tests. The results… our little boy was a miracle, and there's no way we could get pregnant again without some help.

My doctor referred us to a fertility clinic to get some info, and suggestions on what we can do to conceive. After a very long consultation and ultrasound, it was determined that In Vitro Fertilization (IVF) would be our best po$$ible chance at having a second baby. (And no… those dollar signs aren't a typo.) We left that office stunned and entirely overwhelmed. Can we afford this? Is it worth spending that much money for a 75% chance of it working? I WOULD HAVE TO GIVE MYSELF SHOTS. WHAT IF WE GO THROUGH IT AND END UP WITH TWINS?!?! This is some real life adult stuff, and we couldn't do it unless we were 100% up for it.

Here we are now, almost a year after that initial consultation. The stars have aligned, the health scares my husband and I had are past us, we still aren't pregnant, and we have somehow managed to save up the money to undergo IVF. It looks like we're doing this. Two nights ago we shared a romantic evening together spitting into small vials to send to a genetic testing company to see if we are carriers of cancer or any horrible diseases that we could pass on to any future children. My husband's birthday is in a couple weeks, and on that day we're both getting our blood drawn, and I have a detailed ultrasound scheduled that morning where the dr will measure all my reproductive organs to see what he has to work with when it comes to retrieving my eggs. Geeze… getting pregnant with my first was so much more romantic!

We have a very crazy and emotional journey ahead of us these next few months, and I hope to share as much if it as I can with all of you. Send me those good vibes please!