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A cruel part of fertility treatments


Honestly, nothing sucks quite like having to go back to the ol' birth control after YEARS of being off it because you're TRYING to get pregnant.  It's a swift kick to the teeth as I attempt to prepare myself for this FET.  I'm trying to find ways to stay grounded, give myself grace, and not overthink, analyze... it's not easy.  I try to keep moving to keep from the brief pauses because in those moments of silence, I. Freak. Out.

Plus side?  Our insurance covered this.

I also picked up my Estradiol, which only set me back $15.  I can start taking this when my next cycle starts.  Then comes the progesterone!  Woooo!

Timeline(ish)
May 1 * Start bc
May 21 * End bc
start of new cycle, start Estradiol
mid-cycle, progesterone begins

The rest is kind of to be determined.  I need more labs done; I get to pee in a cup!  And we need to sign our transfer consent, but other than that, we're pretty much ready to go.  :)

So I guess... stay tuned?  I know a few of you (more than I thought actually) are following along... a few of you are on a similar journey.  As a general reminder, I welcome questions about IVF and FET and alllll the fun that comes with it.  :)  Feel free to reach out!

xo
Mama Porch

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