Cupcake, I completely understand about the meds. It is so easy to be damaged and not even realize the extent of it. I really don't have anyone to talk to about this process. It is tough because noone understands or cares really to the extent that I do. I also see people getting pregnant, people losing babies and it is more and more difficult to sit idly by and wait for it to be 'our' turn.
I will update when I get pregnant and I will probably keep my journal on here for a time, but I also think that I have struggled my own battle and I know how hard it is to watch everyone else succeed while I have had to wait. I won't be posting regularly after I get pregnant. I will hope to come back and update every 6 months or so because I like you girls, but it is too hard for those still waiting.
I pray and pray that all of us that have been on this forum succeed. Waiting sucks!
Tomorrow is my last day before I start my gonal f on Wednesday and my Lovenox.. I am so emotional about this process. I reserved our hotel room. I have that week off of work. I am going to ask my doctor if I can get him to write me an excuse for the 2 days following my transfer if I can't give them away or get them off so I can just rest and take it easy. The hubby and I talked and we decided to just transfer two babies if we are blessed with two embryos because I don't want to take the health risks to me or to our babies by transferring more. Even having twins would be such a bigger deal for us. I am up for them if it happens (as much as I can be without fully knowing what twins would mean,) but I would prefer one baby because I want to nurse and to cloth diaper and having two would make those things a lot more impossible, not to mention the costs of two babies and emotional upheaval.
I have sit here and thought about what pregnancy would bring to my family and I have come up with some pretty important things:
I will get to be a Mother again.
I will get to have a family with my husband.
I will get to have a baby and everyone that prayed against me or wished me bad things will get to eat crow.. Now this is the one I struggle with as my love for God says that pride is not acceptable, but gracious me, how I struggle with wanting to be proud and happy and I really struggle with where I should draw the line in my happiness. I figure to keep my joy stifled because I would speak out loud and hurt other people and I don't want to do that even though I do want to do that.
Such a problem for me..
I believe in giving God the glory, but my human heart would want to say, "ha ha" to some people as well. So I have decided to just not speak as fully as I would want.
If I were to fail, then I will come here and cry and cry and cry.. One thing is for certain, these meds make me a jumbled mess of stupid.