Eggcellent Mom Chronicles

Imagine getting ready to spend the day at a theme park. You’ve planned comfortable walking shoes, the drive to get there, and completed a little research to make the best use of your time. The day finally arrives, and you’ve waited in a long line, building anticipation and can’t wait for your turn. 

Now, the ride I’m on isn’t the one I got in line for. I can’t see the track, can’t get off, and every drop, loop, and turn tests my endurance, patience, and hope.

The beginning of August marked my modified natural transfer cycle. I was excited for this opportunity, coming off of my surgery in April and approaching a different way than the failed medicated cycles. I made the mistake of thinking this time would be different, that it would be free of disappointment.

This morning I had another monitoring appointment to confirm that the medication I took last week had prepared my ovaries for ovulation. Instead, the phone call I received from my nurse this afternoon explained that I had no response to the medication and my transfer would be delayed.

Once again, I’m feeling like I can’t see the end yet as I’m stuck on a never-ending track of demanding fertility treatments. The new plan is to try a different medication this week and check again on Friday.

It’s frustrating when you have a plan and your body doesn’t respond as hoped. I wish my heart could take over and guide my body to do the right thing.

My path to motherhood has been anything but straightforward. It’s an unpredictable ride where I can’t see the end, but I’ve learned to rely on my resilience. This isn’t the plan I hoped for, but it’s the one I’m on, and I’m moving forward to make my biggest dream come true.

Your support has meant everything to me. If you feel moved to contribute to my journey, you can find more information on my GoFundMe page.