All of us in the ttc world know that we are just one more "two week wait" away from happiness. Ahhh, the two week wait... It is neverending. It is trecherous. It is plain insanity. We begin by figuring out how many DPO we are. We then count the days until implantation. We mull over what symptoms we should and should not be feeling starting at 7DPO. We do the TP Tango. We squeeze and poke our breast. We swear that nausea has hit and that farting is a definite sign. We analyze every twinge. We buy anywhere from 5-10 dollar store pregnancy test or internet cheapies only to begin testing at 8DPO only 1DPO past when implantation should occur. We try to hold out hope that each negative we see is because it is "too early". For some there is a light at the end as they marvel at that second line. But for many others like me...we wipe back the tears, toss the one lined test in the trash, and begin all over again. PURE.UTTER.INSANITY!
This month however, I am experiencing a different two week wait. One that is not nearly as crazy but still nervewracking. In exactly two weeks Babe and I will enter Dr. M's office and face our destiny. We will finally hear what we already know is true. We will initiate "Plan B". Dr. M wants to discuss our treatment options and that is both scary and relieving. This two week wait will bring answers, solutions, and change. For once I feel like this is..The last two week wait before my last two week wait!
Now I know that nothing is guarenteed. I know that one IUI may not bring us our desired pregnancy. I know that just because we spend $600 and opt for more aggressive treatment doesn't entitle us to anything. But By God at least we are getting somewhere. Somewhere other than trying month after month with no positive results. I pray that this IUI will work for us. That God will see it fit for us to become pregnant. That this is the "one" time that the fertile world has been raving over. This is our time!
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