I’m still here! We’re still trying to reproduce. And still failing miserably at it.
Cycle 6: BFFN (Yes, there is an extra “F”. Yes, it’s there purposely. Yes, it’s a four lettered “F” word and it’s not “food”, “frig” or “fork”.)
I had a moment where I was sad about it. But I didn’t have a lot of time to focus or cry about it because there was A LOT to do. Cody and I are now officially moved into OUR house! No more roommates! No more sharing a kitchen! No more yappy bastard white Maltese puppies! I don’t think I have ever been so happy. So between lawyer meetings, bank meetings, navigating through a literal flood (thanks, Mother Nature. You have impeccable timing, as usual), and packing, I didn’t get to sit around and dwell on anything.
We moved into our house during a heat wave. I am a whiner when it comes to heat and humidity – I hate summer and the people who say they “love” summer: I think you’re a liar. No one loves summer except at the beginning and the end of the season. Right in the middle when it’s ridiculous hot and you’re sweating just by breathing – no one likes that. Anyway – end rant. So we move into the house, it’s got no central air because we’re cheap bastards (and because we were supposed to move in at the end of August LAST YEAR and we were sure that we wouldn’t need it cause summer would be over-ish). Our bed is still in storage and we’re sleeping on an air mattress and I somehow am still holding it together. And then I get my period. Still good… no crying, no hissy fits, no unreasonable anger or yelling even though I’m hot, tired, and unpregnant. But then the night before my cycle day 3 appointment came and as usual, I lose my shit. It’s the same thing as before, so I don’t really have to go over it all. You know, I know, my husband and your partner(s) know. It was bad. But we made it through.
At the actual appointment, my doctor kind of railroaded through things. She said that since we’d done 6 cycles of this, she wanted to move on to IUI. I would take this medication, then that injectable, followed by this trigger shot and then insemination.
woah. Woah. WOAH, lady!
Cody and I discussed it and we don’t want to move to IUI yet. We can afford it – that’s not the issue. We want to get settled into the house. We want to work out, start cooking at home, and just enjoy each other for 5 minutes before moving on to an IUI. Once the doctor took a breath, we told her this and she was good. She thought it was fine to keep doing what we’re doing, she just didn’t want us to think that we were stuck doing the same thing over and over without getting results. She said that the Femara/Ovidrel/Timed Intercourse thing should work – but the way this was said didn’t really give me a huge jolt of confidence. I hope it works – of course. I just don’t really know if it will or how often it even does work. But we’ll see.
So that’s the update. Which, really… isn’t very exciting. Well, maybe the baby stuff is the same ole, same ole. But, Cody and I own our second home! And we did add a new addition to our family – a new cat 🙂 I’m happy, overall – which is exciting to me.
Stay happy and healthy, buddies!