I think Big Red is beginning to trickle in and so marks the beginning of our For Real FET cycle – as opposed to the mock cycle that we just finished with the Fabulous Parting Gift of an endometrial biopsy. I was at lunch with Mr. X. this afternoon discussing the upcoming events (SHG, FET, oh my!) and I once again thought: can I handle this if it actually works? Am I ready to begin the rollercoaster of beta numbers and OB scans? Right now, I don’t know. I really don’t know.
All of this may be academic since there is by no means a certainty that this will work at all, but I wanted to know for myself now if I was ready to handle everything that goes with a month where you have more than a slim chance of getting pregnant. Am I prepared if this actually works?
When we first started down the IUI road, I was so fixated on getting that phone call that the test was positive. That was the hardest part, right? I was blissfully unaware that that was just the beginning of a very, very long windy road. We took the Wrong Turn of Miscarriage on my 11-week appointment and our ride was over. It was over even faster this last time.
As I posted before, I can no longer visualize myself getting past the 12-week mark. It is literally inconceivable to me. So, there is the temptation to see this as the beginning of yet another sad chapter. The challenge is not so much getting pregnant now, as it is staying pregnant. Of course, it was getting to the point where I thought I would never get pregnant and I did. Now, it is where I don’t think I will have a live baby.
Who knows? Maybe it’s a matter of setting the bar a little farther.