I've rediscovered this forum since two years ago when we were going through our first IVF (we got our beautiful baby girl, now 15 months). It was nice to find a thread exactly addressing what I'm going through. We decided to try for #2 this summer, since with infertility there really isn't a lot of luxury of time. We have two frozen embryos, which are both of ok quality. It was agonizing for me to decide on going the IVF route again. I really never thought I would want to subject myself to all of this all over again. But then the consideration was that the FET could fail, and we'd just have to do the IVF anyway later when egg quality could be worse, or even if we were successful, I would not have any embryos left for the option of a 3rd baby. I know for a lot of women dealing with this, just one baby would be a blessing, and thinking to possibly wanting a third almost offensive, but struggling with my PCOS has made me want more children than I might have if I were "normal". My husband didn't at first understand this since neither if us had imagined having more than 2 kids, but he supported my need to preserve my fertility and we decided on another round of IVF to hopefully be able to save more embryos for a possible 3rd.
Anyway, getting ahead of myself... So I was all ready to start with my box of meds in mid June when my baseline level were off and the doctor found I was growing a follicle on my own. There was the chance my body was deciding to be normal (although very unlikely in retrospect: I was on bcp and lupron), so we excitedly tried the old fashioned way. Waited 2 wks, no period, neg preg test, it has become a 30mm cyst. So mid July I went on Provera to induce a period to get hormones back, which worked, but the cyst was still the same size. I opted to have a cyst aspiration, as I really want to get this moving along already, so we were able to stim right away. I responded well (maybe even too well, we had to coast for the last couple days), and my trigger is in 2 hrs.
It's weird how this second time has been just as frustrating and stressful as the first time. In a way it's better because I am busy with the child we already have, so my mind is not completely consumed by this. Yet in another way I seem to have higher expectations. Which are so very very dangerous. I just hope we can do this without any more disappointments, knowing that we're already very lucky. I am not looking forward to the waiting or worrying. That us, if it's even a positive at all
... And just a reminder not to feel guilty about taking it easy. If you feel like resting, just do it. This is your time 
