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Saturday, April 25, 2015
Yard Sale Fundraiser!
We are excited to have our first fundraising event! We will have a variety of different items to sell including furniture, clothes, baby items, books, movies, kitchen appliances, etc. We will also be selling delicious baked goods and have a little bounce house set up for children 5 and under to play in for $1. Please spread the word and we hope to see you there!
Monday, April 20, 2015
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Thursday, April 2, 2015
My journey so far
Growing up in such a large family and having older sisters with kids, we've always seemed to be a very fertile family. I had the mindset that our family had to try to NOT get pregnant. But early on in my youth and early adulthood there was always a little thought in the back of my mind that I would have trouble getting pregnant. I usually brushed it off because of the ease of pregnancy with my sisters. I told myself it was a silly thought and probably one just for want of attention.
My husband and I got pregnant with our first son pretty quickly. I again pushed aside the thoughts of infertility. I had a beautiful, healthy little boy, no need to worry. Even when we were ready to have another baby it didn't take very long to get pregnant. I was so excited. But that excitement was short lived.
I started bleeding a week or two later. It was a Sunday and I was at church. I wasn't feeling well and felt some spotting so I went home after the first hour of church. By the time I was home it turned into a full on menstruation. I just sat there sobbing, heartbroken. I had lost my baby.
Being only a few weeks pregnant and bleeding out as much as I did, I figured the "miscarriage" would/had come out on it's own. It was a week or two later laying in an ER hospital bed I learned I was still technically pregnant but that the egg had implanted in my fallopian tube and as it grew it ruptured the tube and I began bleeding internally. I was taken immediately into surgery where the ruptured tube was removed and the bleeding was stopped. The surgery went as well as could be expected and I was told that even with one tube, if I hadn't had trouble getting pregnant before, I should still be ok. It might take slightly longer because I only had the one tube now, but it should still work fine. So I didn't worry much about it.
Six months went by and we still had not been able to get pregnant. I went back to the doctor and he started me on Clomide. I took it for 3 months, each month hoping and praying that period wouldn't come but always ending in lost hope and devastation. The meds messed with my hormones and I felt irritated and annoyed all the time. They made me gain weight and I didn't like how I felt. So after the third month of loss I decided I needed a break from trying to get pregnant. It was too emotionally difficult to face and deal with. Each time I started my period it was like losing a baby all over again, even though there wasn't a baby to lose. So I was going to take some time to just enjoy the family I had, spend time with and love my little boy because he wouldn't always be little.
It was a couple years later when I finally decided I was ready to start looking into the possibility of trying to get pregnant and figuring out what was going on. It was probably also in part due to my five year old repeatedly saying that he wanted a brother or sister, and I've wanted that for him too! During those couple of years we had moved so when I was ready to try again I went to my family doctor. She order an HSG test, where dye is inserted into the uterus and tubes and x-rays are taken to see where it goes. The test showed that the remaining tube was blocked at the end near the ovary. So when the result came back in she told me I'd need to go see an actual OB/GYN to see what my options where.
Not having been able to get pregnant for so long I kind of assumed a blocked tube was the issue but the confirmation of it made it all real. There was a problem and we wouldn't get pregnant on our own. The realization of actual infertility was again heartbreaking and overwhelming, so much so that I wasn't ready to take that next step of meeting with another doctor to discuss options for another 9 months. It was like I needed that time to grieve again for my loss of fertility.
When I finally did go see an OB/GYN about my issues she said that if the tube really is blocked then IVF is really our only option because of the chance of more scar tissue blocking the tube if surgery was attempted and it wasn't really worth it. She ordered another HSG test to make sure the tube was blocked because sometimes the tube can spasm when the dye is inserted and look like a blockage, and if by any chance that is the case we could try some other tests and medication to help us get pregnant. But the HSG test again showed the blockage on the upper tube by the ovary. So we are now scheduled to meet with a doctor at the fertility center to move on to the next step.
I feel really good about pursuing IVF. I'm most concerned about how we will pay for it, but feel this is the right path for us right now. I feel really optimistic and hopeful about the possibility of being able to have another baby, something I haven't felt in a very long time.
Not long after losing my ectopic baby I had a very distinct impression that there was a little baby waiting to join our family. It was a huge comfort in the beginning. Over the years the impression had faded a little and I often wondered how long it would take or will it ever really happen. I'm now feeling much more confident about it and pray that we are able to bring him/her into our family one way or another.
One of the issues I've dealt with in coming to terms with my infertility is not feeling "infertile" enough. Like, "yes I have trouble getting pregnant and my tube is blocked but it might be easily fixed with surgery, so I'm not really that infertile. I know so many people who have worse issues and have gone through so much. I have one kid. Some people don't even get that. I'm not as infertile as that so I don't really belong in their 'club'". It's a dumb comparison I know, and infertility on any level is hard and heartbreaking whether you have a child or not, whether your issues can be fixed or not. But that's the craziness that went on in my head at the time.
I share all of this because I want my readers to know where I'm coming from and where I'm hoping to go. I have been very blessed in my life with a loving, supportive family and have so much love to share with another little baby.
My husband and I got pregnant with our first son pretty quickly. I again pushed aside the thoughts of infertility. I had a beautiful, healthy little boy, no need to worry. Even when we were ready to have another baby it didn't take very long to get pregnant. I was so excited. But that excitement was short lived.
I started bleeding a week or two later. It was a Sunday and I was at church. I wasn't feeling well and felt some spotting so I went home after the first hour of church. By the time I was home it turned into a full on menstruation. I just sat there sobbing, heartbroken. I had lost my baby.
Being only a few weeks pregnant and bleeding out as much as I did, I figured the "miscarriage" would/had come out on it's own. It was a week or two later laying in an ER hospital bed I learned I was still technically pregnant but that the egg had implanted in my fallopian tube and as it grew it ruptured the tube and I began bleeding internally. I was taken immediately into surgery where the ruptured tube was removed and the bleeding was stopped. The surgery went as well as could be expected and I was told that even with one tube, if I hadn't had trouble getting pregnant before, I should still be ok. It might take slightly longer because I only had the one tube now, but it should still work fine. So I didn't worry much about it.
Six months went by and we still had not been able to get pregnant. I went back to the doctor and he started me on Clomide. I took it for 3 months, each month hoping and praying that period wouldn't come but always ending in lost hope and devastation. The meds messed with my hormones and I felt irritated and annoyed all the time. They made me gain weight and I didn't like how I felt. So after the third month of loss I decided I needed a break from trying to get pregnant. It was too emotionally difficult to face and deal with. Each time I started my period it was like losing a baby all over again, even though there wasn't a baby to lose. So I was going to take some time to just enjoy the family I had, spend time with and love my little boy because he wouldn't always be little.
It was a couple years later when I finally decided I was ready to start looking into the possibility of trying to get pregnant and figuring out what was going on. It was probably also in part due to my five year old repeatedly saying that he wanted a brother or sister, and I've wanted that for him too! During those couple of years we had moved so when I was ready to try again I went to my family doctor. She order an HSG test, where dye is inserted into the uterus and tubes and x-rays are taken to see where it goes. The test showed that the remaining tube was blocked at the end near the ovary. So when the result came back in she told me I'd need to go see an actual OB/GYN to see what my options where.
Not having been able to get pregnant for so long I kind of assumed a blocked tube was the issue but the confirmation of it made it all real. There was a problem and we wouldn't get pregnant on our own. The realization of actual infertility was again heartbreaking and overwhelming, so much so that I wasn't ready to take that next step of meeting with another doctor to discuss options for another 9 months. It was like I needed that time to grieve again for my loss of fertility.
When I finally did go see an OB/GYN about my issues she said that if the tube really is blocked then IVF is really our only option because of the chance of more scar tissue blocking the tube if surgery was attempted and it wasn't really worth it. She ordered another HSG test to make sure the tube was blocked because sometimes the tube can spasm when the dye is inserted and look like a blockage, and if by any chance that is the case we could try some other tests and medication to help us get pregnant. But the HSG test again showed the blockage on the upper tube by the ovary. So we are now scheduled to meet with a doctor at the fertility center to move on to the next step.
I feel really good about pursuing IVF. I'm most concerned about how we will pay for it, but feel this is the right path for us right now. I feel really optimistic and hopeful about the possibility of being able to have another baby, something I haven't felt in a very long time.
Not long after losing my ectopic baby I had a very distinct impression that there was a little baby waiting to join our family. It was a huge comfort in the beginning. Over the years the impression had faded a little and I often wondered how long it would take or will it ever really happen. I'm now feeling much more confident about it and pray that we are able to bring him/her into our family one way or another.
One of the issues I've dealt with in coming to terms with my infertility is not feeling "infertile" enough. Like, "yes I have trouble getting pregnant and my tube is blocked but it might be easily fixed with surgery, so I'm not really that infertile. I know so many people who have worse issues and have gone through so much. I have one kid. Some people don't even get that. I'm not as infertile as that so I don't really belong in their 'club'". It's a dumb comparison I know, and infertility on any level is hard and heartbreaking whether you have a child or not, whether your issues can be fixed or not. But that's the craziness that went on in my head at the time.
I share all of this because I want my readers to know where I'm coming from and where I'm hoping to go. I have been very blessed in my life with a loving, supportive family and have so much love to share with another little baby.
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