I'd better start from the beginning seeing as I've decided to start this blog when we are in the midst of our first round of IVF...silly I know as it might have been helpful for me to be writing this all down as I go.
My husband and I started ttc our first baby in February 2009.
I had wanted children for as long as I could remember(and I know that everyone says that but it's true!) I have 2 sisters and I had always been classed as the more maternal one, the one who would most likely provide the first grandchildren, I didn't mind this label at all as I thought it would probably be true.
I wanted babies desperately but I also wanted it to be 'right', so when I met my husband we worked, travelled, got engaged and then married-it was just over a year after we were married that we decided to take the plunge. It ended up being not so much the 'right' time for us, we didn't own our own house, my husband had just started a 3 year degree course, and I had just bought a very busy sewing business, but I didn't want to put it off any longer-and I was terrified of putting children on hold until everything was perfect and then finding out it was too late to conceive. I was so terrified of being infertile due to waiting until I was older, it never really crossed my mind at that stage there would be any other issues.
My mum had passed on some good wisdom to me in that sense. Her and my dad had me and my sister in their 20's, and my younger sister in their early 30's, they are great parents and I was determined to still be classed as a 'young' parent. And she always told me there was never going to be a right time to have a child and to go for it when we felt we were ready. So I was 25, and husband 27 when we started trying...I had 4 months until I was 26 and I was anxious to become pregnant by then. I know I refer to my age a lot but it was so important to me back then.Now, not so much, just a baby would be nice thanks and I don't care how old I am!
Fast forward 9 months of well timed BDing, good health, acupuncture in case my work stress was hindering our chances, tears and frustration....and finally after having kept it a secret for so long (I had all sorts of wonderful visions of the suprise announcement to everyone!), I told my mum and although she thought it may just take us longer than we expected, she suggested we have some tests done through our GP-just for peace of mind, or so we thought!
My initial tests came back fine, unfortunately my husband semen analysis wasn't so good. I still remember being so nervous waiting for that phone call with his results, and looking back we both agree we had a funny bad feeling about it that we both didn't want to admit to.
His count was 2 million and motility only 7%, so we were referred to a specialist who gave us less than 5% chance of conceiving naturally and onto the public funded waiting list we went. At the time that list was a gutwrenching 20 months long and I didn't know how I would bear that long a wait. Luckily thought we were fortunate enought to have been bumped up a few times due to changes in funding etc and ended up waiting only 10 months. And so our ICSI journey began...
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