I cannot believe its been almost two months since I have posted. It definitely doesn't seem like it has been that long. I came back to the blog today to read about our pregnancy back in March. Today was Baby Satterfield's due date. What a rough day! I definitely wasn't expecting to be as emotional as I am. After reading the post about when we found out we were pregnant, to the weekly updates and seeing how excited we were, it all just kind of hit. HARD. This is a week that initial happiness would have become a reality for us. And instead of welcoming a new life, we are currently struggling with infertility and trying to get pregnant again.
Casey and I started trying to get pregnant again back in June. We took one month off, right before we went to Napa, because let's be honest......who wants to be pregnant while in wine country? When my cycle returned after my miscarriage it came back with a vengeance. The first couple of months I just chalked it up to be my body's way of balancing out my hormones as to why I was so miserable when Aunt Flo came around. But then I decided since I wasn't having any luck getting pregnant, I should go get checked out. They did an ultrasound and found what they thought to be a cyst on my uterus. My doctor wanted me to come back in for a Saline Ultrasound. This is where they inject your uterus with saline where they can get a better look inside. At this time, I also started tracking my ovulation at home again. The ultrasound was extremely painful. And being the wuss I am, I almost passed out. They found out that rather than a cyst, I have two polyps inside my uterus which is causing the heavy periods. The risk that runs for pregnancy, is if a fertilized egg tries to implant on one of the polyps, it will not happen and instead will end in another miscarriage. That being said, my polyps are VERY small. The doctor said the chances of that happening are rare, however, it is a possibility. We talked options on what to do with the polyps. I could have surgery to remove them, or I could leave them. I told her I wanted to talk about the options with Casey before making a decision.
The month leading up to the saline ultrasound, I didn't ovulate. I brought this up to my doctor and asked her if the polyps could have anything to do with that and she said no. They are completely separate issues. She stated she wanted to do a full cycle evaluation on me to see how my hormones look at different parts of my cycle. I had blood work done at day 5 of my cycle to test for FSH and Estrogen. All looked good. I went back in for an ultrasound on day 12 to look at my ovaries to see if they looked like they were getting ready to ovulate. The left ovary was big and had a few follicles ready to go. She told me that I should ovulate in the next couple of days. On day 21, I had to go back to have another blood draw done to test my progesterone levels. By this time, I still had not gotten a positive on my at-home ovulation test. My test results came back yesterday that my progesterone was lower than they want it (it was also too low on my first pregnancy and I had to take progesterone supplements). She suggested that I get on Clomid to help me ovulate and get my progesterone levels up.
Casey and I decided that before we start down the fertility drug path, I will have the surgery to make sure that my uterus is in tip top shape. I am currently waiting on the doctors office to call me back to schedule the surgery. If all goes according to plan, I will have the surgery in December and start the Clomid in January.
So that's where we currently are. I know this sounds cliche to say, but I never dreamed I would have a problem getting pregnant. Most women don't. It has been a year now since I officially got off the pill. These past few months have really been a struggle. From the negative ovulation tests every day, to the (what seems like) hundreds of recent pregnancy announcements on Facebook lately. I am definitely trying to be better about relaxing and praying about it every single night. Knowing that you and God have two different timelines is something I have had to come to terms with. And learn a whole new level of patience. And I know, one day, we will have a beautiful baby to hold in our arms to call our own.
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