Eeek! I'm Nervous...

Today is my first doctor's appointment.  So far Heath has been the only one going to the doctor, so it hasn't seemed as real.  I have heard rave reviews from the KCIA girl's about the Center for Advanced Reproductive Medicine.  I can only hope that they are as good as I hear.

At the last support group, I learned that Heath and I should establish limits to how far we will go to achieve pregnancy.  We are very fortunate to have insurance that will cover some of the costs.  Some couples' brave the costs on their own! Wow, I'm in awe of these people.  Yet, for some people it is not about the cost. It becomes an irrational, emotional battle to become pregnant against all odds and better judgement.  I know that I have to set up emotional limits.  How many miscarriages will I allow myself? How long will I allow myself to struggle to get pregnant on the emotional rollercoaster.  Setting up these expectations before you begin the drugs and your hormones go whack-o will help me make more sound decisions.

I'm also in awe of how strong all the women struggling with infertility really are.  While we are twisting, drowning, gasping for breath inside, we somehow keep it together to congratulate best friends on their recent oops babies or answer questions continuously about "how many kids do you have?"  It is amazing how many women meet each other for the first time and bring up children.  How about asking about careers and hobbies?  It's amazing how insensitive women can really be without even realizing it.

This is where ladies' struggling with infertility have to shift their mindset.  Celebrate the life of your best friends' new baby...you would want her to do the same for you. Pass the lady who has a basketball tummy and skinny legs in the supermarket that seems to be following you in every isle and don't idolize her because she may have struggled to get pregnant as well.