More road bumps...

When they say that life gives you plenty of hurdles, boy were they right.
Life is not perfect and I am one example of that
Being on clomid 50mg for 3 mths I figured I would get pregnant, well apparently the clomid isn't working as I didn't ovulate this month...
I went in last Friday and they said my follicles were less than 8 and I knew I didn't ovulate. I took my ovulation predictor kits and I should have started testing positive starting Saturday but Saturday came and it was negative. Then Sunday came and it was negative again so I knew this month it wasn't going to happen. This happened to me about 6 mths ago so not everyone ovulates every month. I went back to the doctor this morning for another ultrasound to see if they grew and they were less than 10 so it was confirmed I didn't ouvlate. The nurse called to give me the great news (insert sarcastic voice here) and tell me the doctor wanted me to come in 3 days for another ultrasound just to be sure but my awesome insurance (another sarcastic voice) doesn't pay for my ultrasounds I have to pay out of pocket and at $200 a pop that would be my third in a week so $600 I told her it wasn't necessary and I would cancel this cycle. So I have to wait for my period to start so I can start all over again. I'm waiting to hear back from my insurance as I am not sure if they pay for ultrasounds but I heard if my doctor labels it infertility then the insurance won't pay until I reach my deductible which is $500. Oy vey!

I am so glad I am documenting every single part of my journey good or bad. I wasn't going to but I want my future baby to know what I went through to conceive them and how much they will truly be loved by their parents. I am starting a little story about how Kevin and I met and the bumps we went through to get where we are today in our relationship. In May we will be married 11 years and the end of February we started dating 13 years ago. This is obviously the longest relationship I have ever had and couldn't be happier.

On a positive note we went to church yesterday for the first time in a long time and it felt great. As soon as I walked to my seat it felt good to be their again and I got a little emotional. We were standing up and singing and tears were just rolling down my face. I don't know why I was getting so emotional but it was happy tears. The message of the day was Grace (my church) was a healing place. And man by the end of it I knew that we went yesterday for a reason. I've been up and down in my struggles and needing that message to know that I needed healing and church was the right place to be. I even brought my dad with me for the first time and he loved it. He said he will definitely go back.