DH and I took a little time conceving our first monster, so immediately started working on producing the 2nd. More than a year down the line and nothing had happened, so roll on the tests… Results come in and the advice is pretty clear, so few swimmers that without ivf our family would never be completed.
Just as we get our heads round this and get on with living happily as a family of three, the most beautiful suprise comes along. Two blue lines! And, nine months later, with a pregnancy and labour filled with problems there was the arrival of our little girl.
Of course, throughout this time of trying before her arrival, other friends became pregnant with their second child and each time it hurt a little more. Although one of these friends sadly continued to fall at the first hurdle and suffer with repeated miscarriages. Each time she got that positive result I was so happy for her. We had met when our boys were around a year old so we had missed out on being pregnant and having little babies together, and that would have been so nice.
Knowing the pain of infertility I knew if there was anything I could do to help I would, but didn’t think there was anything more constructive than a shoulder to cry on. When she mentioned that in fact it looked as though there was another option I jumped at the chance.
Her last two lost embryos had been tested and come back with too many chromosones, most likely a factor of her age.
The answer = donor eggs.
The wait in the UK = 2-3 years.
The alternative = travelling abroad and paying for an unknown donor
At 28, with two healthy little people here was my chance to help. So, the offer was made, and immediately accepted. Of course further thoughts and issues have come up along the way, but luckily have so far all been met with agreement on both our parts. We would both like to be completely open with our little ones from an early age and have both our families grow, with the children all gaining a pair of ‘cousins’
So, here it all begins. With a fear of needles and all things medical, this could get pretty interesting alnog the way. Wish us luck, I’m sure there’s many times we’ll need it 🙂
The cast :
hobbesy = me
dh = darling (mostly 🙂 )husband
T & E = our littlies (T = boy, E = baby girl)
drownedgirl / dg = my friend in need of an egg or two
mr dg = good friend’s other half
C = dg’s little man, a monster like my own
MrR = the man we hope will be our consultant