Getting healthy for Operation Baby – supplements

When I saw my GP to green light Operation Baby we discussed my being in optimum health as the most important thing to focus on before TTC. In my mind there are 3 parts to that:

  1. Lose weight via. a healthy balanced diet (current BMI 31 – need to get to 25)
  2. Make sure I’m getting all the vitamins & minerals I need up to optimal baby-making levels
  3. Relax! Try to keep stress levels down

Vitamin containers.jpgPoint 1 is going to be discussed on this blog at length since losing weight is going to be the hardest and take the longest, so I thought I’d start off with a post about the first active (and quickest!) step I’ve taken… choosing my vitamin supplements…
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Watching and waiting – late ovulation?

Is she coming?
Is she coming?

I have spent my weekend on tenderhooks waiting and wondering whether Aunt Flo is going to grace me with her presence this cycle (well technically to start a new cycle).

She was officially due on Sunday, but since my cycles range from 24-26 days I was looking out for her any day from Friday. I know when you’re waiting for something and watching for it like a hawk it takes ages (“a watched kettle never  boils”), but following my appointment with the doc a week ago I have forms here for 6 blood tests to be done on CD2. I’m not a massive fan of walk-in clinics so I tried to be pro-active by booking appoints for Saturday and this morning (if Sunday had been CD2 I’d just have to have tested CD3). So of course…nothing!
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Operation Baby

Keen to get started!

Last week I had my NHS ultrasound  (still no signs of ovulation) and then went to see my GP to discuss the results of the consultation at the private fertility clinic. In the 5 days between the fertility clinic consultation and seeing my GP I’d been doing some serious thinking about whether this really is the time to go ahead with “Operation Baby”.

I’d always said that I wanted to TTC before I got to an age where I’d be likely to need medical intervention, whether that be conceiving with a partner or through donor insemination, hence I’d had age 35 in mind as the “cut off”. Having just turned 33 I’d been thinking I’d probably try to get a deposit together to buy a house/flat next year, spend a few months settling in, and then TTC just before or just after 35. I’d never imagined that medical intervention, actual fertility treatment, would be required at age 33. But here I am faced with that exact situation.

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The Fertility MOT – Pass or Fail?

Pass or Fail.jpgSunday 13th September 2015.

I’m never going to forget that date. That’s the day that, with my heart in my throat and butterflies in my tummy,  I went up to TBMP (“The Baby Making Place”)  in London to find out whether my lady organs were still in functioning order.

First of all I was met by a nurse who took my paperwork and explained what would happen that day; then I was taken in to meet Dr B. He seemed nice and I’ve long got over feeling weird about seeing male doctor when it involves my lady bits – the man’s a gynaecologist,  he must be sick of the sight of vagina all day long!

Anyhoo…

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Booking a Fertility MOT

Wannabe Mama - MOT TIME
Wannabe Mama – MOT TIME

I’m not the most patient person in the world and once I get an idea into my head it’s all systems go with researching and planning its execution ; so since I’d decided that I was serious about Operation Baby I decided to jump right in and start finding out my options.

I called and emailed around some the of London fertility clinics I’d found on Google to gather some information on treatment and prices. One, hereafter known as The Baby Making Place  (TBMP), invited me to an information session they were holding on donor conception aimed at single women and lesbian couples – just what I needed – so I dragged my friend L  along. At the end of the session they offered a discount on initial consultations so I decided to make an appointment for a Fertility MOT

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Back story pt. 2: Investigating the disappearance of Aunt Flo

I’d taken a HPT in Australia in April, I took one at the family planning clinic in June (when they removed my coil), and the The Boy and I then  broke up a couple of weeks after that (with no getting jiggy since before the coil came out); I definitely wasn’t pregnant so I  was starting to become a little worried the Aunt Flo seemed to be on some kind of extended vacation.
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