I want to start from the beginning as many of you know Dave and I met in college and dated for a long time before we got married. We always knew we wanted a least one child. When I was eighteen I was told that I had two cervixes and that I might have trouble getting pregnant but I didn’t think much about it then because it was in the future and it didn’t matter that much at the time. After Dave and I were married 3 years we decided to start trying. We didn’t tell very many people just in case things didn’t work out. We tried for a year on our own. In January of 2012 I went to my OB for my yearly check up. She put me on meds to try and help me. We tried that for two months but she then told us she wanted us to go see a fertility specialist because this was not her expertise. We chose a Doctor in Greensboro because he was recommend by a lady that worked with Dave. We had our first appointment in March. Everything went ok. He wanted to run some test just to see where we were and to see if he could figure out what was going on. After the tests were run Dave and I met with him. He told us that I had two uteri and that I would never be able to carry a baby full term and that we need to look into surrogacy if we wanted to have a baby of our own or look into adopting. Needless to say we were heart broken. We didn’t know what to do from there. After many days of crying and talking Dave and I decided to find out more about surrogacy. The Doctor in Greensboro told us about REACH in Charlotte so we made an appointment to find out more information. We couldn’t get an appointment until May. While we were waiting for our appointment Dave started doing research and found out that Wake Forest has a great Reproductive Medicine Program so we decided to go there first. As all of this is going on we have talked to a few people about what is going on but not very many. We had a wonderful friend who volunteered to be our surrogate. We were very blessed that she would do this for us.
When our appointment finally came I was very nervous about what the Doctor was going to say. As Dave and I sat in Dr. Johnston’s office Dave said what if she tells us we can try this on our own. I said that isn’t going to happen. Within the first few minutes we both fell in love with Dr. Johnston. She told us before we talked about surrogacy she wanted to run some test that just because I have two uteri doesn’t mean that I can’t carry a baby. So I went in for my testing trying to be positive but also trying not to get my hopes up. After an x-ray and a dye test Dr. Johnston told us that I didn’t have two uteri but one with a septum in between. Lucky for us Dr. Johnston is one of the two doctors’ that does a surgery where they remove the septum. I had this surgery in June. In July they did an ultrasound to see if everything was healing like it should. At this ultrasound we learned that I had scar-tissue so we had to go back in and cut it out. That was done in August. In September we went back to see Dr. Johnston, everything looked good. So we decide to do an IUI. We did 3 of these one in September, October, and November all with no luck. So in December we again met with Dr. Johnston to see where we needed to go. If anyone has been through this process you know that you have so many ups and downs. You get your hopes up and all you want to see is that second little line on that pregnancy test. But every time you don’t you cry that much harder and you just know that next time will be the time. But at a certain point you have to question your self and think what if this doesn’t happen for us. What are we going to do then? But as luck would have it we were good candidates for IVF. This is something that Dave and I had talked about along the way. Did we want to do this? I think that at that point I would have done anything. So we start our IVF cycle that the end of January. I now know why they put you through everything before you do IVF. This is not an easy thing to have to go through. We luckily had 9 healthy embryos, after a week of growing they did the transfer. After hoping and praying every day for 7 days I went in for my bloodwork. To say that was the longest 7 days of my life was an understatement. Dave and I both decided to take off work that day and wait on the call. Finally at 4:30 they called to say we were pregnant. We were both over joyed. Nine months later we had a healthy and happy baby boy, Brooks David.
Three years later we decided to add to our little family. We luckily had 8 embryos left so we felt pretty confident. At this point I started to worry that I might be pressing my luck. Would God grant us another baby? Am I being selfish to want another baby? We did the transfer process again in January of 2016 and luckily we got the called 7 days later that we were pregnant. In September we had another healthy baby Boy, Colt Thomas.
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