Somewhere Over the Rainbows

(the view from our RE's office when we heard we needed IVF)

We were TTC (trying to Conceive) for about a year with no such luck.   And by TTC I don't mean whoops I forgot birth control, let's see how it goes.  I mean charting, pre-seed, opks and pineapple cores.  I mean no caffine, no alcohol, daily CM checks and morning temperatures. 

We didn't get pregnant.  So we went to an RE.  The first visit I got an 

ultrasound.  Good news!  I had eggs!!! I had ovaries!  A uterus!  Hooray!

I figured a little clomid, maybe an IUI and BAM we'd be with child.  

Then we had the sperm analysis.  Not good.  They were there...just misshapen and slow.  

This was a surprise.  I always assumed the problem was me.  My husband is a college athlete.  I am a big fat ass.    

Our RE said our best chance at getting pregnant was IVF.  I cried.  I thought we had so many steps before that one huge one.   I was scared.  IVF sounds so scary.  So painful.  So...final.

Then we looked out the window and saw a double rainbow.   A little nod from Mother Nature that we could do this.  We were strong enough.    

We shall soon see.