This blog charts our story in trying to have a family. It describes the soul-destroying, mind-bending, insanity-producing experience of being told that your baby has serious abnormalities, and to decide that you believe it to be kinder, for the baby, not to continue with the pregnancy. And to be faced with this situation twice. This is not a blog which is pro-TFMR or anti-CTT (carrying to term). This is purely the story of what has happened to my husband and I and how we came to our decisions.
Wednesday, 27 March 2013
BFN
Unfortunately, I tested today and it was negative. These embryos haven't taken sadly. Numb at the moment.
Friday, 22 March 2013
Leaning In
So, I’ve received my copy of Sheryl Sandberg’s ‘Lean In’,
her treatise on women in the workplace. She is phenomenally successful and it’s
easy to see why: she is ultra-smart, ultra-hard working, and she’s charming
too. Not the ball-breaker stereotype of the successful business woman. In the ‘olden
days,’ I would have normally considered myself to be very ambitious. I did well
at university and had planned, in my idealistic moments, on being a working
mother. But the events of the past few years mean that it’s an achievement just
getting out of bed and getting to work. The mental energy it takes just to project
the fine sliver of normality needed to function in the workplace is enormous,
and most days I’m hanging on by my fingernails.
So I find myself asking: what would she do if she’d been
dealt the cards I’ve been dealt? What if her children had been born dead rather
than alive? Would she have still have fired off emails in the immediate hours after
their birth, and then returned to work within three months, hitting the ground
running like nothing had happened? How would someone like her have handled it?
Am I on the overly-negative/depressed scale of things, or would someone with a
more naturally optimistic outlook have coped better? I really don’t know. I’m
just lucky that I still have a job given the recession and the scale of the job
cuts all around. I’m lucky that I can still function in my job, in fact it
helps to keep me sane and thinking of other things, even if I am a wordless
misery while I’m here.
But work is still only a temporary distraction. What has happened
to me dominates - still - most waking thoughts. But now I at least can watch a program
like ‘Born to Be Different' without crying. Realistically, all the conditions
that these children have been born with would normally be identified in the
ultra-sound scan, and many expectant parents would choose not to carry on. That
does disturb me. The alternative life I would have led if I’d kept my babies (as
long as they hadn’t been stillborn) is what this programme focuses on. That is the
truth of the decision I made and I have to live with that.
But we have had some hope recently. We have now completed
our second round of IVF/PGD. And this time, for once, we have some good news.
I was put on the ‘short protocol’, which meant a two-week treatment
plan rather than a six-week treatment, which was a lot better (though I did
have to do double the injections). We managed to get 12 eggs, of which eight
fertilized. And two were ‘suitable for transfer’. They went ‘back in’ a few
days ago, and then I have to do a pregnancy test next week. Watch this space…
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