I greet this month with relief. A month without Letrozole, a month without OPK's, a month without IUI. I really focused on being present in the moment and allowing myself to enjoy this break.
"It" is always there though. I ride this wave of "what if's" multiple times a day. I imagine our life with children, I imagine our life without children, I imagine our life with twins, I imagine our life with a special needs child. I imagine calling the fertility clinic to start treatment when I get my cycle. I imagine I don't get my cycle. I know I don't "want" to go through fertility treatments. I don't want to inject the drugs, I don't want to have my eggs harvested from my body. I don't want to live our life together without the joy of children it.
I found this month a "self" I had not seen in a long time. The Letrozole worked it's way from my body, I started being goofy and playful and singing my little silly songs around the house again. I just thought I was so funny joking and playing tricks on my husband.
I have spent days working on handmade decorations and favors for Jimmy and Elia's baby shower. All pink and lacey for a little girl. Marie is going to do the baking of delicouse gluten free cupcakes. Together we are a perfect sister team.
I was laying in bed one night when I felt it. That pain again. I knew it immediately. I lie so still, pleaded that I don't have a full blown attack. My body started to shake inside. The feeling of shock quaked though my body. I can't pretend. It is true. The endometriosis is growing back. After five minutes I felt it rush away and I was back. I pray it does not come back worse than it was before.
My body still works unasisted by the drugs. I had strong ovulation signs on day 13 of my cycle. Then que the hormonal water works just in time for me to ignite a family drama that had everone worked up before our Easter get together. I just have a few days now until we decide what plan we will set into motion.
"It" is always there though. I ride this wave of "what if's" multiple times a day. I imagine our life with children, I imagine our life without children, I imagine our life with twins, I imagine our life with a special needs child. I imagine calling the fertility clinic to start treatment when I get my cycle. I imagine I don't get my cycle. I know I don't "want" to go through fertility treatments. I don't want to inject the drugs, I don't want to have my eggs harvested from my body. I don't want to live our life together without the joy of children it.
I found this month a "self" I had not seen in a long time. The Letrozole worked it's way from my body, I started being goofy and playful and singing my little silly songs around the house again. I just thought I was so funny joking and playing tricks on my husband.
I have spent days working on handmade decorations and favors for Jimmy and Elia's baby shower. All pink and lacey for a little girl. Marie is going to do the baking of delicouse gluten free cupcakes. Together we are a perfect sister team.
I was laying in bed one night when I felt it. That pain again. I knew it immediately. I lie so still, pleaded that I don't have a full blown attack. My body started to shake inside. The feeling of shock quaked though my body. I can't pretend. It is true. The endometriosis is growing back. After five minutes I felt it rush away and I was back. I pray it does not come back worse than it was before.
My body still works unasisted by the drugs. I had strong ovulation signs on day 13 of my cycle. Then que the hormonal water works just in time for me to ignite a family drama that had everone worked up before our Easter get together. I just have a few days now until we decide what plan we will set into motion.