Some noses are smaller than others. So are some cervixes…

Our AMAZING holiday came and went. “Story for another time.” A month or so after returning home we caught up with our fertility specialist to plan our next move. I’d had some extraordinarily fucked up periods since our last visit and wanted to make sure we’d done everything to rule out Endometriosis before starting IVF….

“When it’s meant to be, it will be.” 🙄🔫

The majority of people go about life with good intentions. The things they do stem from good intentions. The things they say stem from good intentions. I try my hardest to remember this, and I often find myself encouraging others to remember this. I truly believe it! But when you’ve been trying for a baby…

What kind of diagnosis is that?!

I think it was around October of 2015 when we visited our specialist to go through all of our results. We were told that we didn’t appear to have anything wrong with either of us and that we fall into a category of about 30% of couples that go through the clinic with unexplainable infertility……

What next?

The Hycosy ultrasound came back clear. No issues with my fallopian tubes and a beautiful uterine cavity. NEXT! I’m sure Tristan won’t mind me telling you but he has a small scar to the left of his penis. He could never remember what it was from and neither of us ever thought much of it….

More tests, cash money, and the questionable importance of nice knickers!

More tests: Pee stick ovulation tracking didn’t give us our baby. But ovulation and time appropriate sex was still a hot topic. So as advised by our specialist we began blood test ovulation tracking. This involved daily blood tests and calls to and from the fertility nurses. Rather awkward! Fertility Nurse: Hello, am I speaking…

Congrats / Fuck you

That title isn’t really true. I am truly happy for everyone blessed with little humans. PROMISE! I could never begrudge anyone that joy. But seeing as though I’m being honest. I will admit that I’ve avoided Facebook when baby announcements were rolling in so thick I wondered if they were posts sponsored by an unknown enemy….

Hope, the Devil in disguise.

The ovulation tracking process was also around the time hope and pre-menstrual symptoms disguised as early signs of pregnancy started seriously playing with my emotions. During the first few weeks of every month I was OK. I went about everyday life as normal, but as my period due date approached hopefulness and possible signs of…

The Investigation Begins

I’ve always suffered from horrible periods. I get ALL of the PMS symptoms. I’m a zombie for a week prior. Can and will sleep anywhere anytime. It’s hard to believe but I also get a little crabby. Tristan’s breathing can become seriously problematic. I’ve often envisioned simply removing his head. When my period arrives I…

“We’d like to have a baby”

Please know this isn’t a cry for sympathy. I’ve felt sorry for myself more than once. It doesn’t help. I now try my hardest to focus my energy elsewhere. I am sharing this blog with the hope others might gain some insight into infertility and In Vitro Fertilisation “IVF,” or in our case non fertilisation….