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How it All Began...

Just for those who are completely new to this whole story, I'm going to give a bit of background info into what's happened so far before I give our newest update. Aaron and I finally reached the point in our lives where we wanted to start a family- we are done with school, have good jobs, own our home, have a fantastic marriage, etc. All the right ingredients to bring a baby into this world- or so we thought. Only problem is- I have a condition called polycystic ovarian syndrome (aka: PCOS), which interferes with my fertility. So we started seeing a specialist in November for treatment, which has been a bit time consuming and emotionally overwhelming. I take a medicine three times a day that makes me utilize insulin more appropriately, go in for ultrasounds about once a week and take my temperature every morning before I even get out of bed. We've tried clomid which is an ovulatory drug five times now, but my body is not responding to it. So we are done with oral medications at this point.

My next choice to make is either to do injectable medications or have surgery. Neither one sounds like much fun, but it's the hand we've been dealt. I have chosen to have the surgery- called ovarian drilling (who in the world named it???). I never thought I'd go to such crazy lengths when this all started, but when it's the only chance you have... So, ovarian drilling consists of going in laparoscopically in three incisions in my stomach and then lasering about 10 holes into each ovary. It destroys the part of my ovary that is creating the hormonal problems and often restores ovulation. Bad news is: it is surgery which carries its own risks. Good news is: it has great success rates and my doc has performed a ton of them.

I guess the best part of all of this is that it has strengthened our marriage in so many ways. I feel like it really made us a team- us versus infertility. Aaron has been the best support system I could have ever asked for. We are trying to remain positive in all of this and realize that we will become parents one day even if they aren't biological. We've always talked about adoption and even hoped to do so if we had our own children too. So, we're going to give this the best chance we can and pray for a miracle! Thank you so much to everyone who has walked beside us during this challenge and given us such love, support and encouragement. We are truly blessed with wonderful friends and family!!! Stay tuned for the rest of the story...

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  1. We're continuously praying! Love you guys lots!

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  2. I think about you two all the time! I have faith this will work out for you. You deserve to be parents!! I'm praying for you.

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  3. I hope you're both staying strong thru all of this, Believe me, I know it can be daunting but it will work out for you guys the way it's supposed to. I love you guys!

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  4. Just had to giggle and tell you that i don't want to hear it!!!! I have to do provera for 10 days each month!!!! Stay strong.....Moose!

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