Babies, Babies everywhere!

Look I’m a nice girl. I am usually very happy for other people, but this week has been a tad difficult. Not 1, not 2, but 3 of my friends had babies all within a few days! It was like 3 knives... stab, stab, stab in my heart. Don’t get me wrong, they are all lovely ladies who will be great Mums, but it is getting harder and harder to continue smiling.

What I am noticing more and more, is how bitter and judgemental I have become of other parents... and by that I am referring to "yucky" parents.
Not far from where I live are some lower social-economic areas, so down at the local shops there is a large cross section of society. What is really testing me is seeing these yucky parents.

By that I mean -

1. Parents smoking near their kids

2. Rough teen parents who are onto their 4th kid

3. Parents who aren’t even watching their kid run into the road

4. Parents screaming at and smacking a baby for essentially just being a baby

5. Parents who allow their kids to be barefoot and underdressed when it is rainy and cold

6. Crack head parents!

I can’t help but ask why they get to be parents and I don’t.

You need a licence to drive a car, in some states you need a license to have a dog...

But anyone can be a parent!

Pins and Needles... Oh My!

Well I have decided to give everything a go before we begin our first Antagonist cycle in May.

So I've been going to see an acupuncturist for the last two weeks.

Thus far I have learnt two things...
1) I don’t like people sticking sharp objects into me.
2) I'm terrible at lying still and relaxing.

At this stage she is sticking the needles in my legs, arm and head, but closer to the cycle she will focus on my belly.

We have also been going to weekly meetings at the IVF clinic for couples about to start their cycles.
I’ve found it really rewarding and educational... The other couples are lovely and it is good to share stories and experiences. Makes me feel less abnormal.

Yuk Sick Yuk...

So as much as I hate medication... I really must listen to my GP and the FS...

So, I have finally started taking Metformin.

It's meant to help with fertility, PCOS,  insulin levels and possibly even weight loss!

It's been a week and yes I have lost weight... mainly because I can’t stop pooing! It's made me nauseous, given me terrible diarrhea and I feel like SHIT. (Pun intended!)
They say it should only last for about 2 weeks. Fingers crossed.
Tonight we are off to the first of a series of "couples" meetings at the IVF clinic.

 It’s our choice to go and I think it might be nice to meet others in a similar situation and hear their stories.

Well, I better get going... before we become "that rude, late couple"!

Im Back...

So after a little break over New Years and summer... I’m back!
Yesterday we went to the hospital for first series of meetings with the councillor and nurse.
The counsellor discussed the emotional journey, the nurse discussed the medical journey, and then a lady from admin discussed our financial journey!
I don’t know which one is going to be more painful!

Because of my PCOS, it was made clear that there is a rather large chance that the first cycle of IVF could be cancelled part way through as I’m likely to produce too many or too few follicles. So the first round might be more like a calibration.

We have been offered a place in a couple forum nights at the hospital, a chance to meet people going through a similar journey and ask as many questions as I can think of. I also decided that there is still so much hush hush and taboo around IVF... my parents even  discuss the process in whispers!

 So rather than eventually telling our friends one by one, or hiding it, or being ashamed or embarrassed, I decided to put it on my facebook status and tell them all at once! It felt really liberating to get it out there... now everyone knows, I can’t take it back...and the 50 or so messages of love and support made me so happy I cried.