Friday, December 11, 2015

Dealing with Infertility: Adding to our Family

It is really hard for me to believe that 2015 is coming to a close. We have had a great year.

I got a new job in August as a Digital Learning Coach, the hubby is still Assistant Principal at a school in San Antonio. Our daughter is doing great in "school/daycare." She is starting to get potty trained...still having a few accidents. And, our biggest news is that we are adding to our family!

At the end of May we will be welcoming a little girl. We have no idea what her name will be, but so far, she is healthy.

It wasn't easy for me to get pregnant. We tried for almost two years and had no luck. When I started looking into the root of the issue, the first time I went to the doctor--I had been told it was probably a timing issue.

I went back in June and told my doctor I had a feeling something was off. She ran a bunch of tests. My thyroid was fine (darn, I was hoping that would have explained the weight gain.) She scheduled a hysterosalpingogram--basically where they shoot dye through your fallopian tubes. Sure enough one of my fallopian tubes was blocked. I also have a strange shaped uterus and my hormone levels are a little below normal. Three of the four things you can have wrong with you when it comes to infertility were present. My doctor was not very confident that she would be able to help me. I cried, a lot. I didn't want to go through IVF, but could not get pregnant on my own.

We took two rounds of Clomid. The first time, nothing except for major headaches (both literally and figuratively). I was on vacation in South Padre and had to drive to Brownsville to get an ultrasound and blood tests. Timing with Clomid is vital and you also need to be monitored for cysts. That whole thing in Brownsville was more of an ordeal than it should have been. The second round of Clomid made me super tired. So tired, I was falling asleep in church.

I didn't know until 6 weeks later that that was the round of Clomid that worked. After trying for two years, each month was so disappointing. I had convinced myself surely I wasn't pregnant. But, I was.

And now, we are going to have two girls!

This scares my hubby just a little since he comes from a family with four boys.

But, he is an amazing dad.

I am pretty psyched because I just adore my own sister.

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