Pregnancy can be challenging
I came to the realization in my early 30s that pregnancy could be difficult. My mantra shifted from “Don’t get pregnant” to “40 – a number of children = age you need to start”. Being in NYC I find more people are putting it off to the absolute latest date. At least amongst my friends, this is a very common equation.
The problem is you don’t buffer time (t) into your equation (or at least I didn’t), because your mantra has always been “don’t get pregnant” loosely translating to “it will happen right on your schedule right when you want it to”. Easy Peasy.
I decided on a highly recommended clinic in Upper East Side. This place is packed daily with every type of woman you can imagine. If you ever feel inadequate because you can’t get pregnant (since women tend to take an outsized share of the guilt), visit an NYC fertility clinic. You are not alone, AT ALL.
As I write this story, I have gone through 10 months of unsuccessful tries monitored by a specialist. All I knew when I first started, was from Sex in The City and Charlotte giving herself shots in the butt and going crazy. It turns out you don’t go straight to shots, but more on that later. This is me with hormone cocktails as my new normal. Trying not to get consumed with an all-consuming process. Socially, emotionally and physically.