Now on to the actual point of this blog - the sacrifices that I am making. First things first: I gave up running. Running has been a large part of my life for years now and I do miss it, a LOT. My RE said that my ovaries would tell me when I needed to stop. My ovaries never said anything, but my body sure told me. The week I started stims, I got sick and then spent the rest of my cycle fighting various ailments. I haven't ran since early November, and I can't even express how jealous I was of all the turkey trot participants!
Next I sacrificed my freedom. I am very lucky in that I feel fine. Again, I attribute that to not having many follicles. I might have felt something if I had 10+ but I didn't, and feeling great is the upside of not having anything to freeze. But because I feel fine, I am going a little stir crazy. I have been in this house for three days now and I still have two more to go. I feel like I could go out and run 5 miles easy, but I lay here just trying to give my little embyos their best chance. Sometimes I wish I was exhausted, so I would be happy just sleeping all day. I'm keeping occupied though, so don't worry about that.
Those are the big ones. Of course I gave up booze, caffeine, sushi, claritin, etc. But that's all par for the course, right?
I can't wait until bedrest is over and I can go out into the world again. And while I would love to get out for a run, I am hoping it won't be for a minimum of 12 weeks from now, and that my next drunken sushi night filed with sake bombs is a minimum of 9 months from now!
And, last, while IVF isn't the easiest thing to endure, I am so lucky to have baby pictures even before being pregnant! I hope I have a chance to show them what they looked like before going into mommie's belly!