Reproductively Challenged

I believe what Charlotte in Sex & The City states boldly when she says, "We're not infertile.  We're just reproductively challenged."  

During this waiting game, Tim often reminds me that we simply have a few issues, so we visit a doctor to sort them out.  Sounds simple, and yet nothing about the process feels simple.  The knowledge that any given day the entire process could be put on hold or stopped is hovering in the back of my mind recently (most likely because that would mean that I would still be doing fertility procedures early in the school year), and yet I continue reminding myself of what I believe firmly--that God determines my days and times.

I am hoping to have my second hysteroscopy--to make sure all the scar tissue is gone--next week and then move forward into an intense month of shots, ultrasounds, blood tests, egg retrievals, and embryo transfers.  In a later post, I'll detail the exact schedule for the month, so those who've never been through this experience can see just why it's always in the forefront of "reproductively challenged" people's minds.  Thanks for reading, and please feel free to pass this site onto anyone you know who may be sharing a similar struggle.  I'm just starting to meet people my age going through this type of life-craziness, and I think it's important we connect and remember that we are never alone in this adventure.