#ivfjourney

[iknowplaces13swift]

Hello tumblr, if you have followed me since I’ve been here you know I’m usually sharing a lot of Taylor swift content as well as my personal struggles, recently I’ve had another miscarriage and well my husband and I are just wanting to to start a family. Funding for IVF is so very expensive. If any of you find it in your heart feel free to donate, even if it’s $5. Anything helps! 🥹❤️

https://gofund.me/18fbeb37

#ivfjourney #taylorswift #taylurking

[bacchant-of-dionysus]

Listen up, anyone considering egg freezing!

As of right now I am curled up with a cup of tea and a heat pack, recovering from surgery. So I thought I’d give you an overview of my experience as a trans man getting my eggs frozen to preserve my fertility before going on testosterone.

Why did I do it?

We never know what the future holds. While I doubt I will detransition, ever want to be pregnant or become infertile, there is a possibility of all three of these things happening. Preserving my eggs means I can still have children, no matter what happens.

I have a beautiful partner who preserved her sperm before starting estrogen three years ago. She only did it at the request of her mother, thinking that being seen as ‘fathering’ her children and watching her partner go through pregnancy instead of her would be too heartbreaking and distressing for her to cope with. She thought she would just adopt. After a couple of years of hormone therapy, she became more comfortable in her body, and is now desiring to have children with a partner - specifically me.

After meeting my girlfriend, I realised it wasn’t that I didn’t want kids; it was that I didn’t want kids alone, and I couldn’t imagine anyone ever loving me enough or loving someone else enough to have children with them. That all changed when I met her. I want to have children with her.

When it comes to adoption, only 1 in every 30 couples looking to adopt gets to adopt a child. This number is even lower for queer couples in my country. It is also now illegal to adopt from many places overseas due to corruption in the adoption industry.

I considered fostering, but after learning about the high rates of Aboriginal children taken from their families and placed in the care of white people, disconnected from culture, country and their people, I was horrified. 2% of the Australian population is Aboriginal or Torres Strait Islander, yet over 40% of kids in foster care are Aboriginal. We are not past the Stolen Generations. Every year we apologise for something we are still actively doing to these kids and their families. I will play no role in that.

There is a part of me that wants biological children. It is present in many people and isn’t something to be ashamed of. Adopted children are absolutely their adoptive parents’ children. But I suppose there’s a part of me that wants my kids to inherit some of the things I love about my partner. I know this sounds selfish, but that is what love does to you sometimes.

Even if I did decide to go down the road to adoption, I don’t believe I am qualified to raise a child with severe trauma. All children who are taken from their families, even for the right reasons, are traumatised. Every child who feels abandoned is traumatised. I am disabled as it is and need help myself. Taking on the responsibility of raising a child who needs specialised support is something I would prefer to avoid if I can. Obviously all pregnancy comes with the chance that your child will have extra needs or accomodations, but I want to give myself the best shot at being a good parent that I can. This means waiting until I am absolutely stable and in a position to raise a child, and giving my child the best shot at being healthy.

What made me consider not doing it?

The dysphoria that the process would bring made me reconsider. I knew I would have to have a period first, then go through a series of hormone shots that simulated early pregnancy. I knew my breasts would get sore and that this may prevent me from binding. I knew that I would become bloated and almost look pregnant. I knew I would have extra estrogen, a hormone I did not want a lot of, running through my body.

The general side effects, disregarding gender dysphoria, were not going to be fun either. Bloating, nausea, soreness, mood swings, increased emotional sensitivity etc are not fun to deal with for anyone.

The likelihood of even finding a surrogate was low. Paid surrogacy is not legal in Australia, so it would have to be what is called ‘altruistic surrogacy’, or someone who chooses to carry the baby without being paid (though their hospital bills are covered by the parents). My best shot at a surrogate at the moment is my own mother, but she is turning sixty this month. Many people I know or who are in my family would be at risk of suffering complications from pregnancy and I absolutely do not want any harm to come to the person who chooses to do this for us.

The scans were an inevitable but horrible reality. These scans, as it turns out, can be done trans abdominally if you push enough and go through doctors until you find someone willing. I did not know this. All my scans were trans vaginal. These scans feel invasive and can be painful, especially if you haven’t experienced penetration before.

A timeline of my experience (with the occasional picture):

Day 1: stopping Slinda.

The first day of my treatment I stopped taking my birth control pill. This had been stopping my periods for over a year.

Day 2-30

I felt horrible. It was like my system was being flooded with poison. I cried. I wanted to kill myself. My dysphoria was terrible. Around day 30 my period finally came, but it was weak and there was never a day of full bleeding. So we started toward the end of my very short cycle.

Day 1 of hormone shots:

I went to the pharmacy with my partner and a kind lady explained everything we needed to know about the injections I was going to take. We were given three types of medication: overleap, orgalutran and a trigger shot. The overleap stimulated the follicles, causing them to swell. The orgalutran prevented the eggs from being released. The trigger shot was to release the eggs. I took my first dose of overleap that evening, then again at 10am the next morning. I took overleap at 10am each morning for around 30 days. I started on a dose of 75mls, as I was young, healthy and fertile, and they didn’t want to risk OHSS (ovarian hyper stimulation syndrome).

Day 7:

By now I was feeling pretty awful. The stabs weren’t too bad, but they stung occasionally. My partner injected them for me. I had started the orgalutran by this point. I had my first scan, which I had to travel an hour and a half for. The doctor doing the scan was male and not particularly sensitive to my situation. I shut down and cried afterwards and wouldn’t have sex for a week following due to severe genital dysphoria.

Day 14:

I had my second scan. This time it was with another male doctor who was much more gentle and kinder than the first one. I felt far more comfortable with him. The eggs still weren’t big enough.

Day 18:

I had my third scan, which was with the same nice man as before. I got the bad news via a phone call: my eggs weren’t responding to the medication, and they thought I should call off the shots and start again next cycle. There was no way in hell I was doing that, so I asked for another option. They said they could increase the dose of Overleap to 150mls. I thought about it for a while, and spoke with my mum, dad and partner for their opinions. In the end, I decided to double the dose and push on. They said in that case I would need to come down to be scanned by my main doctor, who worked in a city four hours from my home town.

Day 21:

we drove four hours to the city. By this time I was extremely bloated. We managed to do some nice things, like go out for dinner with my parents and try out a bagel place. I bought myself a new sweater, a wooden vest, and some fun socks.

Day 23:

My doctor scanned me for the fourth time. The eggs were responding well to the medication, but only two were big enough to retrieve. She thought I should wait another week and come down again, and hopefully they should be able to retrieve at least five eggs. She clearly thought we should start the whole thing over again because ‘I can do better than that’, but I was adamant that if this failed, I wasn’t trying again.

Day 27:

I began to question again whether any of this was worth it. I just wanted to end the process and move on with my life. I didn’t realise how close I was to the finish line. Every moment felt like hell. I was bloated and emotional and sore and I just wanted it to end.

Day 29:

We drove to the city again. This time we didn’t do anything fun. My girlfriend had to pull over halfway there and get picked up by my mum. She was exhausted and hadn’t been sleeping well from the whole process.

Day 30:

I was scanned by the doctor again. This time, it was immediately clear that my ovaries looked different. She counted ten on one side and didn’t bother to count the other side. I was ready for surgery the next day.

Day 31:

I went to the day hospital at 7:45am. My girlfriend wasn’t allowed in the waiting room with me due to Covid, so I was alone. As I was filling out my sheet, I noticed my gender had been marked as female. I asked if they needed my biological sex or my gender. As it turns out, it didn’t matter at all. I wondered why they bothered to ask if it was irrelevant.

In the nurse’s notes, a handwritten sentence was bolted with pink highlighter: ‘REFER TO AS MR [surname].’ I was glad they were trying, especially considering how gendered the surgery itself was.

I got changed into my cap and gown and a pair of grippy orange socks that I got to keep.

I then waited until the anaesthetist came to speak with me. He was slightly odd and a little abrasive, but I ignored this and made sure not to mention that my dad was an anaesthetist too. I felt like that would probably get us off on the wrong foot.

In the operating theatre, there was the same pop music playing as everywhere else in the hospital. The anaesthetist put a needle in he vein of my elbow, which I believe contained propofol. This wasn’t a general anaesthetic, just heavy sedation. They put an oxygen mask on my face. The last thing I remember was one of the doctors attaching a brace like prop for my legs to sit on. I don’t remember actually putting my legs on it.

It felt like no time had passed when I woke up. I assumed I was still in theatre until I was told otherwise. I vaguely remember having a weird sex dream. My dad tells me this is the propofol. My nose itched. The nurse laughed and blamed the fentanyl.

I was unusually chatty and bright, but my stomach hurt. They gave me some endone. This took the edge off.

They gave me a large triple choc cookie, some tea, and a glass of water. The first thing they told me was that hey managed to retrieve 28 eggs. I was ecstatic. I texted my girlfriend, mum and dad immediately.

Later, they told me that of those 28 eggs, 15 were mature enough to freeze and 3 more were almost mature enough and had been frozen too. I had essentially done two egg collections in one, and was at risk of OHSS. My girlfriend picked me up and drove us to the accomodation.

Day 31-33

Over these past few days I’ve been sore. It’s difficult to move without hurting my belly and lower abdomen. I’m still very bloated. The surgery itself had consisted of guiding a needle through the vaginal wall and retrieving the follicles from the ovaries, which were drained, and the eggs collected. The actual surgery site didn’t really hurt at all and there was minimal bleeding. The real pain is coming from where my swollen ovaries have been messed around, poked and prodded. They are also pressing on my bladder and uterus, so passing urine, gas and bowel movements can be painful. It also hurts to use my abdominal muscles for adjusting my position, laughing, hiccuping, yawning etc. I have to walk with slow, short steps.

Was it worth it?

Yes. Now that it’s over and i never have to do it again, I can safely say I am relieved to have preserved my fertility. Now I can move forward with my life: I’m seeing my hormone doctor on the 10th of may, who will prescribe me a low dose of testosterone gel. I can’t wait.

I would recommend preserving fertility if you can before medical transition. You never know what your future self might want, and self care is all about having compassion for your future self, even if it means sacrificing your comfort in the present.

Whatever you choose to do or whatever reason you are undergoing egg collection, know that you are doing something harrowing and brave.

After I have had my children (which will be a number of years in the future) I plan to donate the remainder of my eggs to those who need them on their own fertility journey. Knowing I’ve helped another couple or single parent build a family is compensation enough for what I’ve been through.

#ivf hospital #ivfjourney #IVF #ivf #trans #transgender #healthcare #reproductive health #fertility #hormones #medical transition #transition #gender affirmation

[aurawomen]

आई वी एफ के बाद की सुरक्षा एवं सावधानियां (IVF Ke Baad Savdhaniya)माँ बनने का सपना हर महिला का होता है लेकिन जो महिला प्राकृतिक रूप से माँ बनने में असक्षम होती है वह आई वी एफ के ज़रिए अपना यह सपना पूरा कर सकती है। आई वी एफ के बाद बचाव (IVF ke baad Bachav) के लिए कुछ सावधानियों का ध्यान रखना पड़ता है जिससे यह प्रक्रिया सफल बन पाएं।

#aurawomen #aura #ivf #infertility #fertility #iui #ivfsuccess #maternity #pregnancy #precautions #ivfjourney

[pastelispunx]

For a laundry list of reasons I never even thought I'd ever have to cross the bridge of wanting to be a parent. Yet here I am. Taking steps towards it.

Anyone know anything or have gone through IVF and gestational surrogacy?

I'm trying to do a little digging beyond what the websites I've been on give me.

#gestational surrogacy #ivf treatment #ivfjourney #ivf #also inb4 yes ive been thinking about this for over a year #yes I'm working with drs on it #its just big scary bc little me was convinced i shouldnt do it bc of various extremely eugenicist kind of thoughts #im beyond that now and i would like to raise a human in the world #seeing my niece and nephew grow has been the greatest pleasure of my life so far

[letsmakebelieve]

I'll be there 👼🏽

Daddy, please don't look so sad,

mama please don't cry

Cause I am in the arms of Allah

and He sings me lullabies.

Please, try not to question God,

Don't think he is unkind

Don't think He sent me to you,

and then He changed his mind.

You see, I am a special child,

and I'm needed up above

I'm the special gift you gave Him,

the product of your love,

I'll always be there with you

and watch the sky at night,

Find the brightest star that's gleaming

That's my halo's brilliant light.

You'll see me in the morning frost.

that mists your window pane,

Thats me in the summer showers

I'll be dancing in the rain.

When you feel a little breeze

from a gentle wind that blows

That's me I'll be there,

planting a kiss on your nose.

When you see a child playing.

and your heart feels a little tug.

That's me I'll be there giving your heart a hug

So Daddy. please don't look so sad, Mama don't you cry.

I'm in the arms of Allah and He sings me lullabies.

#personal #not mine #poetry #pregnancy loss #mine #missed miscarriage #miscarriage #baby loss #embryo loss #infertility #ttccommunity #ttcjourney #ivfjourney #ivf #reflection #short poem #angel #baby angel #allahﷻ

[beeyoufall]

Ivf round 3 FAILED!!!

Here we are again! Why?

This time they put me on the highest dose of injections. With every few days having scans everything was going well! This time I was so uncomfortable!

Egg collection went well they got 20 eggs!!! WOW! The last time I only got 5!!

The next day we got the phone call to say that 12 had fertilised!!! Amazing we’ve never had this before and they booked us in on day 5 for a transfer!

We couldn’t believe it, this was so good!! We was buzzing but also still ver nervous and from experience things could change from now to then.

After having the transfer, something felt different like this could actually be it! Surely? But also feeling like it’s not going to be the one. I have never got to a test day as I always came on my period a few days before.

BUT it wasn’t the one and again we are here with this heartache. I was so numb and honestly felt dead inside I couldn’t believe we was here again! Why? Even the doctors and nurse thought this was it!

My husband and I are broken again! Guess this time it’s not over as we do have 5 embryos in the freezer which we have never had before.

#ivfjourney #infertility #infertilitysucks #ivf #ivfsupport #fertility

[ivfsurrogacycentreindia]

Surrogacy Cost in Dharamshala

The Surrogacy Cost in Dharamshala varies depending on several factors, such as the type of surrogacy, medical requirements, and additional services. On average, it may range from INR 8,00,000 to INR 12,00,000 or more. Fertility clinics in Dharamshala offer transparent pricing and personalized treatment plans to suit individual needs, ensuring hopeful parents can embark on their surrogacy journey with clarity and confidence. Please visit us on

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[ecolixwellness]

Sometimes it's hard to make time for the things that make us happy, bring us joy and nurture us as we're going through our fertility journey's. So if you need a reminder to take that time, this is it!

What can you do tomorrow to show yourself a little love?

#fertility #self love #self worth #ivfcommunity #ivfsupport #ivfjourney #ivfbaby #ivf

[dreamsofparadise12]

I’ve always been a glass half full gal. Trying to find any a glimmer of hope in any situation. Even on my worst days I’ve been able to see some light, but for the first time in my life I can’t.

On Friday May 12th, I was heading with 3 girlfriends to see Taylor Swift. I’ve been one of Taylor’s biggest fans since I was 15, her music always knowing how to heal parts of me I didn’t know needed it. I was over the moon for many reasons for May 12th. Firstly, it was my 31st birthday and I could not think of a better way to spend my birthday than with my best friends singing our hearts out to our favorite singer. Secondly, I was 7 weeks 6 days pregnant with my first child, our IVF miracle. I had graduated from my fertility clinic the day before, and had seen multiple strong heartbeat ultrasounds. It was going to be my first Mother’s Day weekend.

As I drove to the concert, I felt a gush of blood, immediately my face white with horror. I tried not to panic as I was driving and I wasn’t 100% what was happening. As we made one way into the stadium, I knew something was terribly wrong. I immediately went to the bathroom where I was actively losing massive clots. I cleaned myself up best I could and went to our seats. Within the next 30 minutes, the most intense pain I’ve ever felt started. I started to sob uncontrollably, as I knew I had to leave the concert and head to the Emergency Room. At 7pm, I left the concert, knowing I was losing my baby. I cried the whole way to the hospital and asking myself why was God doing this to me on my birthday. Why couldn’t God let me keep my baby I had worked so hard to get pregnant, spending 2 years being poked, prodded and doing every treatment under the sun. This was our only normal embryo. She was perfect.

We waited for the doctor to come in but I knew what he was going to say before he spoke. I spent the night actively having a miscarriage. The baby that my husband and I prayed so hard for, gone. I spent my birthday crying so hard I was seeing stars. I wept for the future I had just lost, the dreams I had for this little girl. A pain I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.

We left the hospital at 5am on Saturday, and I was no longer pregnant. The words still burn as I write them. I can’t help but feel like God stood me up, watching my friends who stayed at the concert post stories of Taylor singing. I should have been there singing with them. I should still be pregnant, I should be celebrating my birthday.

I wish I could go back to May 11th. I was still pregnant then. I was a day away from the concert, a day away from my 31st birthday. Before my entire world came crashing down in a matter of hours.

#miscarriageawareness #taylor swift #ivfjourney #ivfmiscarriage

[bound-to-love-him]

Two years of trying to conceive naturally & two rounds of unsuccessful IUIs.

Insert IVF Process:

SHOTS ✅

Endless Blood Draws ✅

Uncomfortable # of Transvaginal Ultrasounds ✅

Egg Retrieval ✅

We started with 14 eggs. 13 were mature. 8 fertilized.

We officially have 3 beautiful little frozen embryos 💕

✨ Hoping for some baby dust! Waiting to start the embryo transfer process ✨

#infertility #fertility #ivf #ivfjourney #ivf process #ivfsupport #embryo #embryology #pcos symptoms #pcos women #pcosinfertility #pcossupport #ttc with pcos #ttc over 25 #ttc with infertility #ttccommunity #ttcsupport #embryo transfer #frozen embryo

[nepalfertilitycentre]

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[aurawomen]

The Impact of Levothyroxine on Infertility: Thyroid Health & Fertility

Levothyroxine, a medication used to treat underactive thyroid (hypothyroidism), can have a significant impact on fertility. Thyroid hormones play a crucial role in regulating the menstrual cycle and ovulation in women. When thyroid function is impaired, it can lead to irregular periods and difficulty conceiving.

By restoring thyroid hormone levels to normal with levothyroxine, many women with hypothyroidism can improve their chances of getting pregnant. Proper thyroid function ensures a balanced hormonal environment, which is essential for successful conception and a healthy pregnancy. It's crucial for women planning to conceive or struggling with infertility to have their thyroid function checked and, if necessary, receive treatment with levothyroxine to optimize their thyroid health and increase their fertility prospects. Consulting with a doctor is essential for personalized guidance in such cases.

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[beerselfie]

#Repost @gumbomudd 11 years later, I still look at him & can't believe he is here.  After years of failed fertility treatments, miscarriages, chemical pregnancies, tears, feelings of hopelessness, injections, pills, needle pokes....it FINALLY happened! Throughout my fertility struggles, I came to accept the fact that being a mom, likely was just not in the cards for me. Today I can't help but think about all of those women who may be feeling this today, whether they are experiencing infertility, pregnancy loss or the devastating loss of a child. You are not alone...I feel you and understand you! I'm incredibly thankful for all of the tears and heartbreak along the way. You better believe that I would go through it all over again! Happy Mother's Day to all the amazing women out there today! 🍻- Untitled Art Peanut Butter Jelly Imperial Stout. 11% ABV. #gumbomudd #craftbeer #beerme #beerstagram #beerselfie #beerporn #craftbeerlove #beerlover #craftbeerporn #beerlife #beerblog #ivfjourney #ivf #craftbeergirl #craftbeerlover #instabeers #craftbeerlife #beerbabe #craftbeercutie #beerfluencer #girlswhodrinkbeer #drinkcraft #ilovebeer #beermom #bodybybeer #stoutgang #stoutseasonneverends #mothersonlove #proudmomma https://www.instagram.com/p/CdTlA2xJTgu/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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[gobindfertility]

Gobind Fertility & IVF Centre

Gobind Fertility & IVF is Hisar's # 1 IVF & Fertility Hospital with over 25 Years of IVF Excellence. The infertility practice was opened by Dr. Manju Khurana, Director Gobind Fertility IVF, in 1998. The Centre has experience of treating more than 15000 Infertility cases with 5000+ Successful IVF Babies. Apart form this, the hospital also has an Advanced Laparoscopy & Hysteroscopy practice to treat all kinds of Infertility and Gynae patients..... Read More

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[letsmakebelieve]

5/02

It's been a month my since D&C surgery and I still find moments of grieving you.

It's isolating going through a pregnancy loss because no one understands this grief. I am your mother, and I will always be your mother. I felt you there, I spoke to you, and I know how strong you were.

But heaven gained an angel, and now you will look upon me forever. I know that you were just too precious for this world.

I think this loss will always be there because I will never forget you, but that's okay because I know now that love like this can exist.

👼🏽🩷

#personal #journal #reflections #journaling #love #pregnancy loss #missed miscarriage #miscarriage #1 in 4 #infertility #ivfjourney #grief and loss

[beeyoufall]

What do you say when you’re asked that dreaded question?

#ivfjourney #infertility #infertilitysucks #ivf #ivfsupport #fertility #oneday #hopeful #somedaymumma #youarenotalone