Hi All,
I am a 35 year old American living in Munich, Germany – soon to be moving to Vienna, Austria. I am married for almost 7 years to a 47 year old Brit. My story of trying to achieve pregnancy will be familiar to some of you. Growing up I always wanted a career – this was my number one priority – and to be honest I didn’t think I would even marry until my 40s. I wanted nothing more than to tackle the corporate world. I completed University with honors in 2.5 years and received my MBA with honors in 1 year – ready to light the world on fire at the ripe age of 20. After University I joined a large consulting firm, worked 7 days a week, 16 hours days, traveled the world and ‘worked hard and played hard’. After 8 years of this life(?) style, I met my husband on a blind date while I was helping grow our Eastern European practice in Warsaw, Poland. It was literally love at first site. We were engaged 3 weeks later and had a year long ‘over-seas’ engagement (he was transferred to Singapore for a year). We have been happily married ever since.
After getting married, I continued with my consulting – only being home in Munich on the weekends. Having a family never crossed my mind and then about 2 years ago something happened – not sure what but I wanted a family and away went the birth control pills. I also quit consulting and took a job with a very large German company to be home all the time. We were very relaxed about getting preggers – thought it would happen when it would happen. But nothing happened. I got more involved with getting preggers so about 1.5 years ago I started taking temps, charting BBT, timing intercourse, taking Robitussin, green tea – you name it….nothing happened.
In October 2004 we started seeing a fertility specialist – all the tests were made and we are ‘primary infertile’ (= unexplained infertility). After close monitoring and a failed IUI, we decided to go with IVF. To be honest, I am/was scared of time catching up with us.
This journey has been the most frustrating but also enlightening experiences (I always try to see the positive side). I have learned so much about my body and also about my own ‘pain’ limit – mentally. I never thought this would happen to us – but it has and DH and I try to take one day at a time. I look forward to having this journey behind me and look forward to the next journey of being a mother.
For all of us trying desperately to have a child, our rewards will be the sweetest.
Big hugs, Traci