IVF- Here we come!

Yesterday Brad and I met with my fertility specialist to discuss my next (and what I feel final) attempt at getting and staying pregnant.  The doctor agreed with my gut feeling that IVF will give us the best possible chance for a successful pregnancy.  So, at the end of this month I begin IV- I cannot believe how much is involved in this process. I have a packet full of "what comes next" and "to dos" .  Right now the next step is just wait until my next menstrual cycle and start birth control (for timing purposes). Luckily, I have great insurance that will cover most of cost  so financially it was not a hard decision.  In fact, I am feeling pretty good about this!

I just pray it works and that I stay sane.....

Hope

HOPE The confident expectation something is going to happen.


I love this definition and I hope that we are blessed with children.

Last week and Memorial Day

The last week has been full of major decisions and accomplishments.

First the decisions....Last week we decided to not go to our quarterly adoption support meeting AND decided to put our book on hold.  This means we are currently not actively showing to any birth mothers.  Clearly, this was not an easy decision but Brad and I both feel it is the best move at this time.  In July, I will try one more time to get/stay pregnant on my own and we are thinking about  switching adoption agencies.  Since these are two big things we feel putting adoption stuff on hold for the next month or two was the best move.

Next, accomplishments!  I ran my first half marathon!! My goal was to run the whole thing but I guess after a week of tough decisions and the anxiety of running my first race, my stomach was acting really weird- I had self diagnosed myself with an either an ulcer, hernia, or stomach cancer, hahhaha. So needless to say I didn't have my best foot forward but I still ran pretty well until about mile 9 when it was uphill in the wind...so I decided to walk 2 miles then finish strong.  I finished in 2:24 which was in the top half of my age group so I guess I will take that PLUS I am pretty confident I can beat that time so it gives me a goal to stride for:)

I'm blessed by the support! It was so great to do this with one of my good friends Chelsea!  If it had not been for her running it I totally would have backed out Sunday night b/c I was in "pain".  Thanks Chels!!

Most importantly,  Brad came out to watch/cheer me on and he was so excited and supportive when I finished it made me feel so good and honestly kind of shocked me:)  His big words of wisdom prior to the race was "just keep running" "its no big deal".   I guess he was doing that to keep me from getting even more nervous.  Now, I didn't finish anywhere near his first marathon time (1:31).....can you believe he ran that dang thing almost an hour faster than me!! What a show off, haha.

Regardless of my time or stopping, there was just something unexplainable about having him cheer me on and hug me at the end -I guess it is what makes me feel like I can do anything, i.e try to get pregnant, adopt, run another marathon, do a handstand, etc:)

Mother's Day

So without going to much into this, Mother's Day was obviously hard for me.  I was pregnant last year on Mother's Day and was so excited.  This year I pretty much tried to avoid all parts of day...with the exception of seeing my own mom.  I cannot tell you what how humbled/loved/supported, etc I felt by some of the sweet texts and FB messages some of my friends sent me.  It was tough and I know your prayers and thoughts were what was keeping me from having a breakdown. I mean I am really surprised I made it through the day without a tear falling....everything I looked at was about being a mom- facebook, twitter, Rangers Game and even yoga, ugh, I couldn't escape it but I did my best, ha!

Brad and I had some quality time as well, since I have been traveling then sick then traveling again we really needed to spend some time with each other and finally talk about all the things that happened a few weeks ago. So that was good and more to come on that later!

Seems like it was all a dream

To say the last few days have been a whirl wind would be a complete understatement.  I would love to tell you all about my work trip to Costa Rica and how cool it was to see monkeys, iguanas and laid in complete relaxation and I did .....but much more happened on this trip.   Wednesday night I received an email from Brad asking me to call him- I immediately thought something was wrong.  Instead, I found out we were asked to foster-adopt a 14 month old baby and his unborn baby brother due in 10wks.  The mom is/was in an abusive relationship and CPS has stepped in and removed the children.  Our agency doesn't really work with foster-to-adopt situations but since this mom had been connected to the agency in a mom support group our agency was trying to offer the best scenario for her and the children.  Needless to say Brad and I were on board and neither one of us slept that night or the next!   After going back and fourth with our agency we found out Thursday night that the birth mother chose us and Brad was to leave the next day to go meet our soon to be son. So Brad and I immediately got our AMAZING friends on the job to help us get a home ready for a 14th month in 2 days.  Then, as Brad was heading to College station to meet the 14th month old and begin the bonding process the agency called and said the mom has backed out.  The 14th month is going with his paternal grandparents and supposedly her unborn child will go there too even though this baby is from a different dad-weird.

Needless to say, we are emotionally exhausted. Since I had not slept in 2 days the news of this, I guess, physically knocked me out.  I slept all day Friday not seeing the sun and trying to understand and get a hold of all of the emotions.

Now, I am somehow feeling okay.  Since those days were basically sleepless, I felt like I was a little delirious and its hard to recall all of the events.  It really feels like it was all a bad dream.

With all of this said-I know the only way Brad and I are holding together is the power of prayer.  Our family and friends have shown us so much support and have been praying and all I can say is the power of prayer is so real and if you sit back you can feel it.

So, I am going to keep praying for those sweet little baby boys that would have been a part of my family today.  I pray for their safety and pray their mom opens her heart again to the idea of adoption.

hugs,
Amanda

Ups Out Number the Downs

It is no secret to anyone close to me that when I am sad or even scared I like to watch Disney movies- especially the older ones-I know weird!  Some of my favorites are Disney's Robin Hood and Mary Poppins- I mean who doesn't love those movies, right?   After my last miscarriage I watched Robin Hood and there was a song that has kind of stuck in my head ever since.  It goes something like "..sometimes ups out number downs but not in Nottingham."  Over the last two years I feel that my downs have out numbered my ups- so in a way I am/was living in Nottingham. I really don't think about that song or the meaning much but I have a friend going through a hard time and I recently asked her how she was doing she said "up and down" since then I have been singing that dang song and thinking about the meaning- too bad I don't know any of the other words, ha!  I guess I have realized that lately my ups are lasting longer and when I get down its only for a short time. Finally, I feel like this year is starting to even out and hopefully by the end of the year my ups will out number my downs.

I hope Disney doesn't sue me for posting a picture of one of their movies on my blog.... (all my teacher friends should giggle at that one).

Spring Training

I arrived in Surprise, AZ Friday to watch a little Rangers spring training. It was freezing cold Saturday and I didn't really notice how few kids were there. Well, then Monday came around and wow- there were hundreds of kids . I normally really love being around kids but there have been a few moments on this trip when it makes me sad I'm not here with children of my own.  The first example, is a little bit funny and mean. As Dad and I were waiting in line to enter the fields there was a brother and sister playing catch... well trying to play. They were awful especially for their age- I know I am mean but the boy threw like kid on the car commercial. All I could think of was if those were my kids I would teach them how to throw and catch.... And not let them look like dorks, ha!

The rest of the examples are just a series of families - grandparents , parents and kids all hanging out having fun memorable family time and I just keep thinking I wonder if I'll be able to come back here with my kids and my parents. I also wonder if seeing all the little kids with their grandparents bothers my dad. I doubt it does but can't help but be reminded of how all of my fertility problems affects more people than just me.

Yu Darvish