Growing up I always imagined myself getting married and having a family.  The kind of family that you see in the movies; where you're married and now oops you're pregnant and getting ready to start a family before you know it.  When I was 19 that reality for me seemed to cease to exist when I was told that I had Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS). They told me that it was unlikely (if ever) that I would ovulate on my own to get pregnant.  I was devastated....I wasn't normal....at the time I didn't even have a serious boyfriend and the thought of children was as always ever present but at the same time very far away.  Six months later I starting dating, Phil, my now husband and we have been trying to have a baby for a while now. Much to no avail.  My gyn advised us to try an IUI procedure to increase the odds of us getting pregnant.  We have now dont two IUI's...the first one was a total bust and the second I am still waiting....and waiting.....and waiting.....and waiting.....I am hopeful but how hopeful can you really be? I didn't even consider the fact that the first IUI hadn't worked; I had just expected that it did and now that we're waiting for the 2nd one's results I can't help but think to myself that it didn't work and I've put myself through all of this emotional toil...taking the meds that make you go through an emotional rollercoaster, the meds that makes your stomach so upset you wish everyday that you could call in. I'm doing all of this for one outcome...the one outcome...that seems as though it may never come....the outcome that would completely change my life and yet fill the missing pieces.

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mommy...
Sep. 4, 2009 at 4:15 AM

oh I'm so sorry you are having to struggle so hard !! Don't give up hope  hun !! I wish you lots of baby dust !!

 

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