The Journey to a Baby

Flashback to Summer 2010

We'd been trying for what seemed like an eternity to conceive. (In reality it was about 2 years, but we'd tried everything we could think of... and research.) Nothing seemed to be working for us. Frustration was mounting, as was heartache - maybe this life as parents was just something we weren't meant to experience.

Finally, we decided to ask Rob's doctor if she thought we were going in the right direction. She suggested a consult with the Reproductive Endocrinology department at the clinic. This certainly sounded like it was going to be a potentially expensive endeavor - but we both believed it would be worth a shot... I mean, the worst that could happen would be that they'd say there was nothing they could do.

We walked in the first appointment (which we managed to get rather quickly, surprising us both), and the doctor assigned to our case met with us for an hour and discussed the different things that needed to be done. Her name was Dr. Jensen and her final statement was "Our goal is to get you pregnant." (Thank goodness, someone who was going to try every trick in the arsenal before giving up!)

We left the consult meeting with a huge amount of information and more appointments to get tests done and such. I was nervous. What if they came back and said ti was an impossibility? What if the only option we were given was adoption? What ifs just mounted up endlessly.

After testing was complete, we were handed our fate. If we wanted our own child, it would require medical assistance due to a problem with a medical procedure that Rob had as a child that developed scar tissue. Yes, they could possibly surgically repair the damage, but they weren't able to tell us with total confidence that it would adjust the outcome of the problem and make us able to conceive on our own.

A long and frightening road lay ahead of us....