One reason was that I worked a demanding job over the summer which left me with absolutely zero drive to do anything but sleep when I got home.
The second is that I am now 22 weeks pregnant. So, not only was I working a ton over the summer, I was also dealing with morning sickness and general fatigue from my first trimester of pregnancy.
This is something that I have wanted my whole life but it didn't come easily to me. I was responsible and careful and waited until my late 20's to start a family. Little did I know that something that is considered so easy would not come easily to me. I found out very shortly after going off of birth control that I had PCOS (polycystic ovarian syndrome). PCOS is a condition where the ovaries are covered in cysts and the cysts cause a multitude of problems, the most major symptom is that you do not ovulate. And if you do not ovulate, you can not get pregnant. So, as a result, I spent almost 2 years in and out of fertility clinics, getting poked and proded and tested to see if I could conceive on my own or not. I was put on two medications, one of which, Metformin, made me terribly ill but it seemed to help. It still wasn't helping in the best way possible so I was put on ovulation medication. After only 3 months, I got a HUGE surprise and found out I was pregnant. My husband and I were ecstatic. Then, only 48 hrs after receiving our good news, we were hit with the blow that I was going to miscarry. But the miscarriage never came, which resulted in a surgery to force the issue (since my ovary had swollen to 5 times it's size and was at danger of rupture) and the results came back with the worst news I could get: There was no baby in my uterus. Which only meant one thing, my pregnancy was ectopic and was threatening my life. So, I was rushed to the hospital to get a small dose of chemo therapy to eliminate the pregnancy and finally, weeks later, there was no sign of pregnancy anymore. All of this happened right before Christmas. I was forced to wait a few months before I could start trying again to let me body recover and to also perform some more tests. I was finally put on ovulation medication again and went back to the same old routine of timing things, waiting 2 weeks and taking a pregnancy test to only find out it was negative. By this time, after 2 years of negative pregnancy tests, I couldnt bear to hope for a positive one so I always just expected a negative test in order to save my feelings and sanity. Until one day, the test came back positive.
And here I am now, a little more than halfway through my pregnancy and expecting my first child; a boy named Desmond. Due April 1, 2016.
TL;DR: I tried for 2 years to get pregnant. I struggled with infertility. Had an ectopic pregnancy but am finally pregnant.
