I’ve been trying to keep the blog lighthearted but it’s hard to do when you’re not. I’ve just been a bit off. I think the stress of ttc (trying to conceive) is really getting to me. I don’t expect anyone to understand it unless you’ve been through it yourself, but I’m going to talk about it anyway. I’ll start off by giving you a key to some of the abbreviations commonly used in the online infertility community.
2WW Two-week wait
AF Aunt Flo (your period)
BBT Basal body temperature
BCP Birth control pills
BD Baby dance (sex)
BFN Big fat negative
BFP Big fat positive
CD Cycle day
DPO Days post-ovulation
ENDO Endometriosis
HPT Home pregnancy test
HSC Hysteroscopy
HSG Hysterolsalpinogram
IPS Imaginary pregnancy symptoms
IUI Intra-uterine insemination
LAP Laparoscopy
LMP Last menstrual period
OV Ovulation
OPK Ovulation predictor kit
PG Pregnant
PI Primary infertility
PMS Pre-menstrual syndrome
POAS Pee on a stick (my new favorite, just learned it yesterday)
RE Reproductive endocrinologist (fertility specialist)
SA Sperm analysis
TTC Trying to conceive
And now that you know the lingo, here’s the rest of my story.
The thing with TTC is that you are always waiting. You wait for OV so you can BD. Then there’s the 14 DPO where you wait to see if AF comes. That 2WW is nerve racking and a huge drain on your emotional health. The possibility that you could be PG never leaves your mind. Always wondering, “What if?” “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” But you can’t know for sure, so you certainly can’t make any long term decisions. If AF comes you have your answer but you are devastated. Then the cycle begins all over again. If it doesn’t come, or you lack the patience that month to wait and see, you take a HPT. If it’s a BFN, it’s a let down but maybe you find some way to convince yourself that maybe it’s just too early to tell. If it’s a BFP, that’s great, but the odds of that happening after all this time are slim.
We have been TTC for almost 7 years, but it’s only the 2nd cycle since seeing the RE and I don’t know how many more cycles I can handle. I feel like I’m parked on the side of a road. It’s a road that ends into an intersection, and your only options are to turn left or right. I’m just waiting to see which way to turn. I left messages for the guy with the directions but haven’t heard back yet. Not only that, but I am watching other people come down this road and make their turns with apparent ease. I might not mind being parked here so much if I knew some others who were parked here with me.
I’m currently 14 DPO, right on the verge of knowing whether I need to brace myself for yet another cycle or if I’ll need to start shopping for fat clothes. In the CDs leading up to this one I typically experience IPS, on the look-out for any feeling that’s out of the ordinary. Then when AF comes I’m furious at myself for believing it could happen. This is certainly much harder than they made you believe in the high school sex ed. classes. You start out with a full supply of hope and with each cycle that supply depletes just a little. Certain things may add back a little bit of hope to that supply, but it never gets fully replenished.
The big question is, how long do you let yourself go through this torment? When do you give up and say that enough is enough? Even then for some the possiblity of getting PG can still be out there lingering. And you still feel stuck at that intersection. Do we plan our lives around the possibility of children, or do we go on as if they will never come? I know kids are not “everything” in life, but they are a pretty big something. I just don’t want to give up and start down some road that would take longer than 9 months to turn around on!
**Addition** Just read a friend’s blog and was reminded of this verse:
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the Plans I have for you, declares the LORD, plans to prosper you not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
What a great reminder. Thanks, Christie!