I’m Ready to Try…

It’s hard to wait for something you know might not happen…but it’s even harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want.

— Unknown

I get why they say “Miracle of Birth” now. The whole shebang is a miracle.

Once my husband and I decided to try for a baby, we went straight to my OB. I needed to learn everything to make this happen. I may have started having sex at 16, but I’ve always been very responsible. I had been on birth control since college and didn’t know what to expect. I originally got on birth control because my periods were so inconveniently irregular, I couldn’t handle that as an added stress. At one point I went 6 MONTHS without a period (NO, I WAS NOT PREGNANT). Turns out I had Polycystic Ovary Syndrome (PCOS) – a common hormonal disorder for women of a reproductive age. Symptoms include, but are not limited to: irregular/ infrequent or prolonged menstrual cycles, acne, facial hair, weight gain, difficulty getting pregnant, etc. Basically it means I have a bunch of little cysts on my ovaries that don’t allow me to ovulate. If you don’t ovulate, you don’t have a period…you also cant get pregnant. There are many levels of PCOS. I’m fortunate mine wasn’t the kind that involved excruciating pain and required numerous surgeries.

I let my OB know immediately about my PCOS, but she wasn’t convinced I had it. She told me I needed to track my ovulation and to make sure I didn’t have sex after my period until ovulation so it would be nice and concentrated. I also needed to make sure that I had sex on the exact day my ovulation stick tested positive and the day or 2 afterwards. She recommended a sperm friendly lubricant that supposedly made it a slip-n-slide for the sperm to reach the egg easier. She suggested a fertility supplement known as “Pregnitude” for me to take. She also wanted my husband to get his seminal fluid tested to ensure optimum sperm mobility since he’s diabetic.


Turns out, my husbands sperm was not grade-A material. Less than half of his sperm was considered “mobile” and the half that was mobile wasn’t fast enough or had ENOUGH mobility to reach an egg. The only solution was for him to lose weight. I knew my husband very well — he wasn’t going to do that. He had just been told his A1C had finally reached a good level and he was THOROUGHLY enjoying eating despite me telling him it was just going to put him back in a bad A1C range.

I did some research and found a product similar to Pregnitude, but for men and immediately ordered it. My husband stayed on it for quite a while – as long as I ordered it and constantly asked if he remembered to take it of course.

And that was it for about 3-4 months. We were given all the information we needed to start trying and trying we did.

Published by Lisa

I'm a research chemist who lives in Louisiana. I travel as much as I can and love doing so (especially Disney, it's my jam). I live with my husband of 3 years, my 3 furbabies, and was a mom to a beautiful baby girl, Adriana Sophia, for 12 days until her passing

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