It’s Been A Busy Week May 31, 2008

Not having anything to do with conceiving, the chronological order of things that happened this week were: my sister’s financial crisis, then my own, my brother bailing both of us out, me being rather unable to refill any prescriptions, and half-deciding the hell with this helping-children career, I was going to get a grown up job.  Oh, and I attended an information session for a new program at my college, and we won pub-trivia.

But on the conception front, things have been rather interesting.  On Wednesday, a week after a *possible* positive OPK test, I got a Very Positive one.  The positivity continued for the next two days.  On Thursday we saw a new OB-Gyn, Dr. S., who was, as R put it, “The Wayne Jarvis of OB-Gyn”  (Arrested Development reference).  In all seriousness, though, he was thorough, a wonderful listener, an even better lay-person explanation-maker, and most importantly, quite pleasantly professional.  He never even mentioned my weight.  And he didn’t balk at the fact that I had taken the clomid that my old OB-Gyn’s partner (Dr. H) had half-whimiscally prescribed which she (my old OB-Gyn, Dr. A) then told me not to bother taking.  He gave us many well-wishes about this last cycle of trying to conceive, and then said if it doesn’t work out, he understands us not wanting to pursue infertility treatments.  As far as the endometriosis and PMDD go, *if* I am not pregnant then he is going to do a laproscopy and possibly represcribe the Lupron.  And he gave me vicoden for the cramps in the “meantime”.  Yesss, yess, we love Dr. S.

Which takes us up to Friday/today, when some things happened to make me think… maybe… just maybe… I am pregnant.

1.  My sister, with whom I share a really really weird psychic hormone-line that has included sympathy sickness for both her pregnancies, and even sympathy puking when she was in LABOR and I was 12 states away visiting NYC, called me to say that she has been sick for the past two days and am I pregnant (please say yes!?!)   I told her I wouldn’t know yet, and wrote it off as a coincidence.

2.  My mother, who has dream-psychic predicted each of my sister’s pregnancies, my (failed) pregnancy 3 years ago, and my foster-sister’s pregnancy, called to say that she dreamed Someone was pregnant last night.

3.  All this coincidence pulled me like magnets back to my bathroom, AKA my secret laboratory, where I did a 2nd pregnancy test for the day, which was negative.  But… then my eye fell on this morning’s test.  And there was the faintest blue line.  Not a BFP but a small, skinny, almost-invisible, P, but still blue, not gray evaporation-lined.  So I grabbed the tests from the previous 2 days (yes, I have baby OCD) and those two were completely blank.

But, as far as the tests go (not the family psychic thing, just the tests) all of this happened last month, too, and I still got my cycle, so who knows.  For now?  No one.

But soon?  Maybe?  Possibly.  Really trying hard not to get my hopes up.

Speaking of Tests May 26, 2008

I am bad about home ovulation pack test kits.  I skip days, take them at random times (due to my insane schedule) and because they don’t have the similarly instant results as pregnancy tests, I often get impatient and leave the room before they are finished.  But somehow this morning I took an ov test and did the whole thing properly and it was definitely positive.  I thought maybe one was positive last week, so now I’m unsure — did I ovulate twice (due to clomid)?  Are my hormones really screwed up and I’m not ovulating at all (still)?  Or is this the real thing?  I wish I could just pull back everything and take a look myself with some magical machine — see if this is the real thing.

But since I can’t there’s only one thing to do: look past my current raging migraine, give R a very sweet smile, and kiss him even more sweetly, see where it takes us and hope and hope for two more weeks.

How Far Will We Go? May 25, 2008

One thing that is very personal but I feel like I need to talk about is how far I am willing to go to have a biological child.

I know I would feel differently if I hadn’t always wanted to adopt a child, but if my partner and I can’t get pregnant with minimal medical support (Such as the rounds of provera and clomid (oral medications) I just completed) then we plan to begin our process of adoption.

I think it is an incredibly hard lifestyle, to be immersed in infertility treatment, and I know that fact fairly well because my aunt and uncle went through IVF way back in the early 90s. But beyond that, I still plan (even if I do get pregnant) to adopt a child. Even though I am fascinated with pregnancy and willing to give it a go, I don’t feel the desperate need for an infant. I want to enrich our life and our family with a child, and I’m willing to love a special needs or older child unconditionally.

It’s hard for my friends (all childless, hard-drinking rocknrollers) to understand why I even want to have children, much less quit smoking & drinking & eating feta cheese or tuna salad to become a parent. But moreover, why I’ve decided to take a crack at this *before* adoption, considering they’ve always thought I wanted to adopt.

Hence this anonymous blog.

Yet, my defense for giving this a go *now* has a lot to do with timing. As I said in my last post, I can’t explain the desire to have children biologically. But now is not the time to begin the adoption process for us. My brother just moved here into our spare bedroom after getting out of the military, and he hopes to move his partner in with us eventually. Even if I get pregnant, that gives them a year or so before we’d put the child in their own room — so they’d have time to find a place. But I can’t give a potential adopted child a “promised room” in a home study. They want the real thing. There are other reasons.

But for now, we’re on this path, even if it seems nonsensical to others.

But this path is a short one. I have absolutely debilitating periods (due to endometriosis) and PMDD and trying to conceive for a year or two and having lots of pain and depression and all that comes with my cycle for those years is unthinkable. So even though we’ve only been trying since January, this is the end of this process for us. Will this path take us to parenthood or to waiting to adopt? We don’t know yet. But we will soon.