We didn’t feel the pressure to have children immediately following our wedding. I know so many people who are pressured from the get-go to expand their family.
Before getting married, we decided on our pre-baby bucket list – a year of marriage, buy a house and have stable jobs. It was simple enough and we were content. To be honest, the first two were the only our list initially and the job part came out of necessity, or fate, however you want to look at it.
You see, we were strolling along, enjoying married life and wham bam, life started changing quickly – illnesses, recession-based layoffs and the need to care for loved ones. Naturally, the layoff delayed our home purchase hunt and the caring for others just fit perfectly into this newly acquired free time. This layoff also led me to be available to accept my all-time dream job six months later. First came the job, a month later came the house.
So, job – check, house – check, year of marriage – check! We were good to go, good to “have a baby”. In the back of my mind, I thought we’d be pregnant quickly – three months tops. Three months passed quickly, then six, then nine.
With me being in my early thirties, my doctor advised us to meet with her after six months of trying – optimistically, we delayed until nine. I did so, where a lovely PA who knew nothing about me or my history examined me, gave me two prescriptions – Metformin and Clomid – and sent me on my way. She said, “That should do it. Have fun!”
Ladies and gentlemen, let me tell you – there was nothing fun about Clomid. Damn Clomid, as I like to call it. This ride was about to turn unexpected.
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