Infertility: Normal
With
National Infertility Week wrapping up last month, I feel equally as inspired as
I do heartbroken. I’m inspired by the courage, positivity, and love that was
showcased by couples going through such a tremendous struggle but I also feel
so incredibly heartbroken. My heart aches for every woman who so longs to carry
a child, for every couple that is searching for answers. Infertility is
something that bind those experiencing it together even if we’ve never met one
another. Every day and night I pray for families in Omaha, friends going
through this season, and those all over the world who would literally give
anything to hold ‘their’ baby in their hands.
Our
infertility journey is not a long one by some standards, but like every
individual, each journey is very different. After my husband and I began trying
to conceive, we both (very naively) expected quick results. Neither set of
parents had any trouble, nor did our grandparents, and my sister was pregnant
on her first try. So that is how we thought things would go for us. Oh how
wrong we were! After 3 months of no success, I went in for my yearly exam that
had been scheduled for months. I chatted with my doctor about wanting to get
pregnant and she said that everything looked great for that to happen. She said
I’d likely be pregnant in no time BUT if for some reason I wasn’t within 6
months, come back and see her. Six months came and went and I headed back in.
They conducted another exam, did some preliminary blood-work and gave
me a referral for a specialist at Heartland Center for Reproductive
Medicine. The blood-work came back normal. A word I learned to
hate almost immediately. After an initial consultation at Heartland, more
specific blood-work, a few ultrasounds, an HSG test, a full analysis
on my husband, another round of blood-work for me, we finally
had some ‘results.’ We made an appointment and waited.
I was
SO nervous for that appointment and I know my husband was too, even though he
never really said so. From what we had heard up until this point, all of our
results had come back perfectly normal. UGHH, that word again. All numbers were
within the ranges they needed to be, there were no blockages, issues, etc. We
are both healthy, in great shape, and relatively young. So what was the deal?
As we walked into the office that day, unsure of what we were going to hear, I
had a pit in my stomach. I remember the doctor’s words clear as day, “I have good
news & bad news for you two…good news, you’re both great candidates for
having a baby. The bad news? Unexplained infertility is a real thing and it’s
the hardest thing for us to treat.” She went on to say that if there was a
‘problem’ that they could target it and try to fix it, but since we looked OK
on the inside and outside, it’s much more of a guessing game. For someone like
me who is very Type A, plans everything, and is extremely organized, THIS was
NOT an acceptable answer. I wanted to know what was wrong, how to fix it, and
the time-frame that it would be fixed. Without going into detail, we
were presented 3 plans of action. All involved various forms of medication
and injections and each was more intense, invasive, and expensive than the
other.
Nothing
anyone says or has gone through can prepare you for this. Nothing could ready
my husband and I for the toll this would take on us physically, emotionally,
and financially. We started asking a lot of questions but it got to a point
where nothing was for sure, nothing was without its risks and in the end,
nothing would actually guarantee us a baby. I’ve been sad, angry, depressed,
jealous, frustrated, sick, and everything in between because of this struggle.
Infertility has tested my faith, strength, patience, and sanity. It is an ugly
situation that can eat away at you if you let it.
Hearing
things like “You’re still so young, why are you in such a rush?” or “Have you
tried _____ or ____ because it worked for so & so?” The hardest for me to
handle was, “Why DON’T you have kids yet? Don’t you want kids?” That last
question is the worst. When I get asked I could break out in tears as I want to
just shake the person and tell them that they have no clue what we’re going
through.
Overall
people mean well. There are so many unknowns with infertility and a lack of
public awareness which makes is a confusing and foreign topic to most. As of
today it has been just over 4 months since our ‘unexplained infertility’
results and over 18 months into this journey. Again, I know how short that
amount of time may sound in comparison to some others (I’m so sorry for that!)
but nonetheless I try not to compare our struggle to the couple sitting in the
doctor’s office next to us because at the end of the day, we’re all on the same
team going after the same results.
As of
right now, we’ve completely ‘Let Go & Let God.’ No treatments, no
procedures, no more testing, at least not right now. We’ve chosen to relax and
take a step back. Emotionally and physically my body cannot handle pills,
pokes, or blood draws. My husband and I have chosen to revisit additional
treatment options in September but until then we are just living, praying, and
taking it one day at a time. We are 100% confident that children are in our future,
even if they may not be biological. So for now we’re trying to wait patiently
for them. We so welcome prayers & positive vibes from any and everyone!
If you
only take one thing from this very lengthy post, be it that you always strive
to have compassion for those around you because despite outward appearances,
you do not know what they may be struggling with or what burden they may be
carrying on their shoulders.
This blog was written by Kristin Kruse author of the blog, A Midwestern Mix. Kristin is a 27 year old wife, Labradoodle mom & Midwestern girl. She's a fashion lover, fitness obsessed, travel enthusiast who lives off of Iced Lattes. She has never seen a pair of Paige jeans she didn't need, makes lists for everything and has no problem admitting her addiction to Nordstrom. In IT by day and a blogger by night, Kristin is a die-hard sports fan and will always root for her Iowa State Cyclones no matter what!
I am praying so hard for both of you! Letting go and letting God is the hardest thing you can ever do, but it's also the best thing you can ever do. Love you beautiful! Hugs, Kait
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