Our Journey Through Infertility
Kyle and I began dating in 2004, were married in 2014 and after 10 years of dating were so ready to become parents. I hadn’t been on birth control since 2009 and after a full year of trying and no positive pregnancy tests, we attended our first infertility appointment.
The test results (actually all tests performed between 2015-2017) revealed that we were healthy and there was absolutely no reason we should have any issues conceiving. We tried a few more months on our own and then moved forward with the prescription prescribed to me, Clomid. 6? 8? (I lost track) rounds (months) of Clomid, follow-up appointments to see how my body was responding (picture perfect) and 3 IUI’s (Intrauterine Insemination, A.K.A. turkey baster method). Nothing. Diagnosis = Unexplained Infertility. The doctor let us know we had graduated out of his practice and now needed to see a specialist at University of Iowa Women’s Clinic (Quad Cities location).
I called to set up our appointment and we began our 3 month wait to meet our new doctor. Our appointment was on our 13th dating anniversary and we were both super excited to finally move forward and learn about some new options. Lots of tests, questions and then she provided us with a few options. The first was another IUI where they did not dilate my cervix (she was interested in trying it without disrupting my lady parts), second was IUI with injectables (hormones to make me extra fertile and increase our odds of conceiving) and third, IVF (Invitro Fertilization, harvest my eggs, take them out, put them in a petre dish with Kyle’s sperm and then put them back inside my body). All of this was costly of course and we decided after this appointment that we’d take a month to just absorb the information and the two of us would sit down and talk later about which option felt right for us.
Two weeks later, I missed my period. I was actually pregnant at that appointment and had no clue. PREGNANT. NATURALLY. After 27 months of trying. Get out of town…I am still in shock and I think I might remain so until Baby Dirck is in my arms. The stars aligned, our prayers were answered, and we are so very grateful that it is finally our turn.
A humbling experience, to say the least. With that being said, I’m grateful for our baby and our timing. I hope our journey to baby #2 is less challenging but regardless, I will always feel a special connection to the community of couples who struggle to grow their families.
(Photo is when we told my big sister, Libbey, we are expecting!)