Venting....

Too many frustrations. We've been TTC for 3 years. As soon as we got married, we knew we wanted to start a family (a large family at that ☺). Nothing. I'm taking Metformin. I've taken it before. I took it for a couple days and couldn't cope with the nausea. So I stopped but kept the meds in my drawer. I decided to start again a month later. I took it for a couple weeks. Out of frustration I stopped. We moved. I saw a great doctor here and she prescribed it to me again. I just started it yesterday. Just took it and had two slices of pizza and kinda feel icky (it's only been 15 minutes, too). I also had an HSG a couple weeks ago. Left tube's blocked. Yay. She called me a few days after the appointment and said she can no longer take my case from there because it is beyond her scope of practice and referred me to an actual fertility clinic. I got off the phone with her, sat on the couch, and cried. Do you know how horrible it is when you have to be reffered to another doctor because the one you have can't do any more? I just had this sinking feeling. So I'm waiting for my appointment in December. Until then it's BBT and metformin. Yay.

In our bouts of moving, Ive made my share of friends. And I have my few friends back home. The 2 back home got pregnant and are pregnant again. My sister's had 3 kids. At least 6 of my friends in OK got pregnant. Now I warn everyone I know that when they're around me theyll get pregnant. I want to be happy for them but at the same time, I'm bitter & angry.

I've told lots of people we're TTC. I don't tell all of the little details but they know we're having problems. No one has said anything hurtful or tried to help when they've never been in this situation. We were talking to my Gma one day about it and she goes "Does he need viagra?" It was so funny. It's a little joke we can tell now to lighten the mood.

But yeah, the process has been frustrating. But no pressure. Just TTC (and it does feel like Trying To Cope).