Amazing. It feels so amazing to get positive news. (Especially when it seems as if so many of my fellow blogger ttc friends have received negative news lately.)
Today I saw the most beautiful looking x-ray. It showed both tubes, on both sides, spitting the die out. That means they are both open. (It does not necessarily mean there is no scarring, it just means they are open.) I am thrilled. This hopefully means we will not have to travel down the IVF route, or at least not yet. We're still hoping that one of his varsity swimmers will make it up there. Heck, at this point we'll even take a JV guy.
But this got me thinking today, as I always do, about the future and getting more negative pregnancy tests. Let's say I go another year or two with no baby. Will I then have to change my blog to, "Middle-aged but infertile?" Then what happens if we still don't get pregnant? Dare I say I may have to be "Old but infertile." At that point I will have to take out the "but" and put "and" just to have it make sense. Boy oh boy I think I've taken too many fertility pills today or something.
Also this morning I was doing my normal morning routine which includes: having my morning cup of coffee and reading the next chapter of "The Fertility Sourcebook" by M. Sara Rosenthal. I was reading the chapter geared toward men to read. In it, many useful tips and encouragement for the men to get involved with your spouses cycle and body by asking questions. However, I was stunned to read the section on "Familiarizing yourself with your partner's cervical mucus." There was, "Ask her to let you touch it and feel it between your fingers." And, "Ask her to look at her panties." YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME! I'm all about having the help and not going through this alone. I am very lucky to have a supportive partner but I feel this is just too much. Is this the in thing? Is this what all the partners are doing out there?