Saturday, December 31, 2011

the last day of the year

this is it for 2011.

I pray that 2012 is the year that we turn into a family.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

stuck.

We were moving right along. One test after another. And then we came to a screeching halt.
2011 will not be the year that I conceive. I know it sounds stupid, and I know that if things had gone as I had originally planned, I still would not have conceived in 2011. But it just felt so much like I would. It seemed like fate/nature/God/whoever pulls the puppet strings, was giving me such a green light.

My insurance (who I had previously been singing praises for) had denied my medication. So... now my only options are IUI or IVF (or pay out of pocket, which we can't do).

I'm going to call my RE to set up an appointment to discuss IUI. I'm finding it hard to keep up my positive thoughts. I feel discouragement lurking around every corner.

I kept help but think: I turned 29 this year. And I thought I'd be pregnant by now.