Reader, after two years of fertility treatments, several rounds of medicated cycles, three rounds of IUI (intrauterine insemination), two miscarriages, one egg retrieval, and two rounds of frozen embryo transfers via IVF (in vitro fertilization) … I am cautiously excited to share that I am pregnant. My husband & I are expecting boy-girl twins in May 2020.
The last two years have been ROUGH guys. If you follow me on social media, you’ve probably heard me vaguely talk about having a hard time or going through something terrible in that time, and I can guarantee you, I was talking about something related to fertility treatments, a failed cycle, or a miscarriage.
I say that I’m “cautiously excited,” because there’s no better way to put it. My husband and I have been through the ringer emotionally, and I don’t think we’ll feel 100% confident in this pregnancy until these babies are actually born. Infertility robs you of a lot of the ignorant joy and bliss most pregnant couples enjoy.
Don’t get me wrong. We’re excited! We’re also still slightly terrified of something going wrong.
Here are some statistics for you to consider. 1 in 8 women will be faced with infertility. 1 in 4 will lose a pregnancy to miscarriage. Given those numbers, I can guarantee you that I am not the only woman you know who falls into one or both of these categories. I am one of the lucky ones who was able to do IVF and managed to get pregnant.
(And here I’ll direct you to YA author Susan Dennard’s Twitter, where she talks frequently and openly about her own IVF journey. Susan’s posts have been truly helpful and inspirational to me, to say the least.)