Inaugural Post

Starting something new is always hard - where to begin...? While I'm a bit of a latecomer to the world of blogging, I've recently become very entrenched (at least by way of lurking) in a particular blogging community - that of my fellow adventurers in infertility. Now I've decided to jump in with both feet - both by capturing my own story here in this blog and also by commenting on those that have been such an important part of my journey thus far.

Here's the short version - more to come as the story unfolds. I'm 37 years old and married to an amazing guy - I'll call him LG here (not his initials but rather shorthand for the nickname we use for each other). It took us a long time to find each other, but we finally did and now have a year of marriage under our belts. We knew we wanted a family, and because of our ages (he's 43) and my medical history - my right ovary and fallopian tube were removed about 10 years ago due to borderline ovarian cancer - we started trying right away - literally on our 1st night of marriage . While I was not then the scholar on all things TTC that I would later come to be, I knew enough to know it was the ideal time of the month and naively thought we were going to have a honeymoon baby. In fact, I worried about having kids before we really had time to enjoy our new marriage...

Fast forward 6 months filled with temp charting and nearly obsessive tracking of all other activities in the general area of impact. At that point, we realized things weren't going to be that easy. We were prepared to wait the requisite year, but instead followed the advice of a friend who had gone before who advised us to take matters in our owns hand and go to an RE right away. So we went and did all of the testing, and...na da. Unexplained. That being said, our RE suggested we go straight to IVF. Needless to say, we left that appointment like a deer in headlights. We were expecting a lecture on patience, and instead came out with a binder full of forms. After much conversation, debate, and a few tears (mine), we decided to go straight to the big show. And there the story begins.