Fertility

So apparently I’m a cold person…

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I know you couldn't build a snowman at 36.2°C
I know… you couldn’t build a snowman at 36.2°C

The day I went to TBMP (The Baby Making Place) for my  AMH blood test I travelled all the way up into central London early on a Saturday morning plagued with weekend engineering works messing up the trains… only to be there for 15 minutes! So as I mosied on back down Regent Street towards Charing Cross I reached Piccadilly, and there welcoming me like the prodigal daughter was my spiritual home – the giant Waterstones.

This shop and I have spent so many hours together when I attended university and then worked in the area. I love it (because I love books) and it’s impossible to go in for just a few minutes because they have masses and masses of books about everything! So you know what’s coming next…

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Operation Baby

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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?

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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

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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

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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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Back story pt. 1: The case of the disappearing periods

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Before I start rambling on about the things that are happening in the present I had better fill in the gaps with a bit of back story around how I ended up here…

In my last relationship I was really clear that I wanted to have a baby within the next couple of years and that was a deal breaker for me. The Boy (as he shall hereafter be known) was a couple of years younger than me and tried to convince me otherwise as he wasn’t ready yet (hence being a boy vs. a man); he had me considering it when something terrible reared its head… my periods started to disappear. Continue reading →