I ovulated yesterday. As I’ve said, I have never officially charted, but I know my body. I know the signs. My cycle is fairly predictable (24 days, give or take a day). I realize this makes me pretty lucky, that among my fellow ALI bloggers, I’m something of an anomaly. I might actually be fertile.
But it takes two to make a baby, and when you’re missing a key ingredient, the recipe falls flat every time. Sex doesn’t matter. Timing doesn’t matter. Diet and exercise don’t matter. Every cycle for the last 8+ years has ended the same way. Each month, I feel like I’m literally flushing opportunity down the toilet.
Of course, I haven’t confirmed the status of my fertility. I’ve always thought that it doesn’t really make much difference when we’re likely doing IVF/ICSI anyway. I’ve assumed that because I get a regular period, I’m fine. But I always tell Hubby not to assume anything, and I guess I shouldn’t either. Sometime in the next two weeks I need to call my RE’s office and find out what tests I need to have done and when.
We’ll get new bloodwork and SA for Hubby mid-April. There might not be any change, but if there is, I want to be ready. I want to have confirmation that I’m fine and that we’re clear to proceed with IVF. April’s not that far off. I’d better get my ass in gear.