Turning points and know when it's time

Last week was a turning point in my infertility struggle for a couple of reasons. First, I am moving on from my OBGYN, whom I love, to an REI (a Reproductive Endocrinologist and Infertility Specialist, for those of you not “in the know” about all things infertility). I was scared to death of this moment throughout my first months of infertility workups, but now that it is here, I am strangely at peace with it. Dr. S and I talked at length about what was best, after Jeremy and I had already decided we needed some more answers, since new questions seem to arise all the time. So, I am finishing one final “why not” Clomid cycle with my current doctor before moving on to UNC-Chapel Hill’s Fertility Center at the end of April. This is actually Dr. S’s recommendation, since he says we are “beyond his expertise” and I “deserve the knowledge of a specialist.” He says he’s confident I’ll be back when UNC helps me get pregnant. I don’t know that I share his blind optimism, but it’s a nice sentiment.

I also decided to start this blog publicly about my infertility and to open up to my friends and family about our struggles with infertility. We haven’t told many people, but it’s difficult to stay alone, in the dark about something so important. So, during Infertility Awareness Week at the end of April, I will be participating in the social media campaigns and letting the world know I will not be defined by my infertility. If you’ve ventured here, then you’ve likely been directed from my Facebook.

If you’re still reading, thanks for listening to my musings on infertility. I’m still in the shallow end of the pool, but I keep moving farther and farther out. Thanks for sharing in this scary, life-changing journey!