Everyone in the TTC community knows the sadness and brokenhearted feelings associated with the short phrase "cd 1." It's a phrase that makes 31 days (give or take) seem like a waste of time . .. of prayer . . . of hope. This cd 1 is especially painful since it falls on the anniversary of my mother's death. Where can I find hope in this? After being off birth control for 20 months, timed sex for 13 months, herbs, vitamins, preseed, instead cups, fertility monitors, bbt charting, praying and hoping, we've finally come to the conclusion that we can't do this on our own. Mr. A already has an appointment scheduled that we set up a month ago. I'm going to get myself checked out as well. Although testing for me is significantly more expensive with my insurance and my doctor suggested we wait to get his results first, I'd prefer that we both get checked out together. Even if something is going with him, that doesn't mean everything is clear on my end. Why wait?
So I suppose I'm still hoping. Still hoping that someday Mr. A and I will have a little one of our own.
