Add another to world...

Of IF bloggers, that is.

I'm JL, 28, and frustrated as hell. We pulled the goalie in January 2007, assuming it would happen in the first month. Boy, were we wrong! Almost two years, a laparoscopy, a few rounds o' Clomid, and so-much-sex-it-makes-my-bed/couch/floor/wherever else-hurt later, we're still looking for that game winning goal.

I've got Stage 1 endo, he's got "excellent sperm" according to our OB/GYN which together, should make a baby, right? My tubes are reasonably clear, I'm ovulating, and dammit, we're having sex at the right times.

Today, a good friend emailed me with a secret. Her best friend just peed on a stick this morning and found out she was pregnant and my friend had to share her excitement with someone. In the email, she said she was so relieved because they had been trying for three months and were worried they were infertile, because that would be the "worst thing in the world."

Tell me about it, sister. I scowled, took a swig of my coffee, and let out a silent scream.

Add me to the whiners list

Chelle has been kind enough to add me as an author - whee! I'm an author! :p I feel so "authoritarian" - hah. Yes, I have no life.

Guess I should introduce myself. I'm Christie, my husband J and I have been trying to conceive for 15 months. Not long in the grand scheme of things, but time starts to do funny things on your psyche. We have a referral in to a fertility clinic, but haven't been called yet. My family doc has been wonderfully proactive and has prescribed tests of all sorts, and Clomid. I'm on my third round of Clomid right now, but not feeling terribly optimistic. There's been no sign of anything wrong with either of us, other than that I have a slightly short LP. Grrrrrr. I took Depo for 8 years, so I've been wondering if that has any bearing on the time it's taking.

So yeah, that's me. Now onto my rant. That's for another post......