We went to meet with an RE a friend of mine from work recommended (she used him and is now pregnant) last Monday. I really like him and was excited by our conversation. He took blood for J. and I as we need to be screened for a variety of genetic issues and I had a sonogram which revealed that everything seems to be in good working order. I will be going back for some additional tests near the end of the month to ascertain what my hormones level are and at that point we will begin IVF cycle #1.
I felt really good for most of last week - like we were finally headed somewhere. I felt like we had a direction. Like I knew exactly what our next steps were going to be and that felt great. Part of what's been really hard for me is all of the waiting we've had to do. Waiting to get appointments. Waiting for test results. Waiting for diagnoses. Waiting for more test results...Last week I felt like the waiting was coming to an end.
So I felt good.
But yesterday was Mother's Day. Which made me sad. Really, really, really sad.
And today my best friend told me she is 6 weeks pregnant.
Which made me really happy. But also really sad. Which of course made me feel guilty.
And now I'm just sitting around feeling. Lots.