We are now two days into our fourth year together and it feels like we have crammed quite a bit into the past three years…
In may 2003 we met and 4 months later we moved in together. 5 months after that, we found and negotiated an agreement with our lovely donor. (His name isn’t David, but we wouldn’t swap him for anything).
At our one year anniversary we were caught up with buying our first house, and then spent the next 6 months doing minor renovations and getting the garden established (there was only concrete and evil grass when we arrived).
At our two year anniversary we started trying to make a baby, first using the DIY method, and now IVF.
It has been a pretty hectic three years, but we’ve weathered the hard stuff amazingly well.
Go us!
Transfer on Monday was not quite as smooth as we’d hoped. After the Doctor squirts the embryo into the uterus, the scientist takes the catheter and checks that it was not left behind. Unfortunately, an embryo was still stuck in the catheter, which meant that it had to be re-loaded and my cervix re-catheterised, none of which is great for pregnancy potential. We are pretty resigned to doing one more transfer in a month, and then starting the two month drug regime all over again. The up side is that because I’m so much less hopeful, I’m correspondingly less worried about sneezing and caffeine and the odd glass of wine…
I have to say a thankyou to those who have contacted us about the acupunture/ivf trial. I’ve only had one go at acupunture (last year), and will be keen to give it a proper go if I need to do another round of suppression/stimulation/retrieval. Thanks for thinking of us.
On a more gardeny note, the time and money we have invested in this back yard has paid off. This is the view from our back door. We no longer feel so frantic about living near (lots of) heavy industry. We have made a little haven where we can ignore the whooshing of the traffic and the screeching of the factories nearby. Sadly, the smell is still depressing sometimes.
