On the morning of the 14th March 2014 I was a wreck. I was terrified that they would open me up and find something sinister.
We’d tried to conceive naturally and with the help of clomid, but nothing was happening. There were concerns about whether or not I did in fact have fibroids or endometriosis, and so I was referred on for surgery – laparoscopy, where your insides are examined with a camera and ovarian drilling, where the ovaries are […]
Nothing was happening, after a year of trying I still wasn’t pregnant. And so I saw my doctor, as I’d in fact had no periods for four months and nothing seemed to be happening. They were lovely, but told me my BMI was too high for a referral and to return once I’d lost a […]
Let me start by saying that this one has been incredibly hard for me to write – it’s taken many drafts and a few tears to get this out and on paper(metaphorically speaking). You may think I know nothing of infertility, when all I do is moan about my three-year old and constantly joking about […]
Dear Me, pre-motherhood, AKA 2013-me. You may not believe this but in four years time you will be a mum to a little shit boisterous free-spirited two year old mancub you named the mancub. Crazy right – they’ve just told you that you can’t conceive naturally, that you don’t ovulate.
I usually try and come up with a snazzy intro to poignant posts, but I can’t seem to find one for this one. So I’m going to jump straight in. Boom.