The Beaut Ute.

So.
I went to my appointment. My car is STILL in the shop, so I had to borrow a pal's car. I had to drive through two hours of 15mph switchback curves up and down mountains in the Jefferson National Forest to get there, and I thought I was going to die.
I didn't. But I was a whole half hour late and then when I got there, I couldn't find the key to bring inside with me. I called the car's owner, who FREAKED when she realized SHE STILL HAD THE KEY. Why wouldn't it turn off when she got out of the car?! WEIRD. So what did I have to do? Leave the car running. In the parking lot. The whole time. Terrifying, but hey...it was still there when I got out. WHEW.

ANYWAY.
The Doc brought me into his office and asked me a million questions about my history and my cycles and it was very awkward but very...therapeutic. He said based on that info, he has no doubt I'm ovulating regularly and my body is doing exactly what it's supposed to do. The only thing he could imagine might be preventing pregnancy is the fact that I've had multiple surgeries in my pelvic area (but never on my reproductive organs themselves), and there could be some scar tissue blocking my tubes... but he really doesn't think that's the case.
So then he brought me into the sonogram room and down came the pants and up went the legs and he had to use this dildo-y looking tool that was very uncomfortable, but
the sonogram was so insanely cool. My uterus was proclaimed beautiful. He also showed me my ovaries, and I could see my eggies inside! Hi future babies!!
He then pointed out that my left ovary was right next to my uterus, perhaps attached, but my right was in the perfect spot. He said that could be due to scar tissue, like he mentioned before, but again he really didn't foresee it causing any problems, especially since it hasn't caused me any discomfort.
He gave me an order form to get an S/A for Husbear at the hospital here in town, and that's the next step.
If that's all good and we aren't pregnant in 3-4 months, he'll schedule me for the HSG (dye test) to check my tubes for scar tissue, but he's pretty confident that I won't need it.
I gotta say, I feel a million times lighter and brighter and more positive than ever before.

Husbear and I decided that he'll go in for the S/A next month IF he needs it, since we're smack dab in the middle of "my window" right now. Got my positive OPK tonight and gave him the "heads up" (literally, heheh) that he's on call tonight. Good thing I shaved my legs... Lucky bastard, that man.

Feel the Power.

Yesterday I was watching these videos:
http://www.increaseyourchances.org/#
-HILARIOUS, and they pretty much encapsulate every conversation or argument Husbear and I have had since starting TTC. I decided to actually look and see how close a fertility specialist was to us way out here in the sticks.
I saw that there was one about an hour and a half away, and started looking around on their website. They had a contact form, so I submitted an email just kind of stating that we've been actively trying for 8 months and nothing has happened yet, and we just moved here and don't have a doctor or an OB here or anything and we're feeling sort of lost and need some advice. Exhale.
The doctor wrote me an email back saying to call his assistant to set up an appointment with him to talk, and then his assistant called me.
She was AMAZING. She answered all of my questions thoroughly and was so sweet and helpful. And she told me that the doctor, who usually practices in Florida, comes to that office in Virginia once or twice a month, and he would love to consult with me THIS FRIDAY. I got all of the details and talked to my mother-in-law about what she thinks, and she said GO!
I had to talk it over with Husbear first, and his initial reaction was... not positive. He thinks it's too soon, (because it hasn't been a year yet, and in his mind we didn't "do it right" until the last couple months- uh, dude...were you present in health class? unless there's something he wasn't telling me, we were doing it RIGHT) and told me that he thinks the stress I put myself through every day is what's actually keeping us from getting pregnant. I cried, we yelled, it was bad. But he finally acknowledged that maybe if I saw a doctor, the stress would be eased and I would feel better.
He also called his brother, a doctor who just went through 2 years of ttc, and his brother said something along the lines of "Even if it is all in her head [SERIOUSLY GUYS, JUST SHUT UP.], that doesn't change the fact that she's still not pregnant. And she has billions of years of evolution occuring in her body right now- her body was made to have kids since the beginning of time. That is one trait that never went away- women want kids. You think we want kids badly, try being them- we'll NEVER understand how strongly they feel this. So let her go, if she think it will ease her mind." Husbear told me he hadn't ever looked at it that way, and it helped him try to understand. WHEW.
Husbear also said "You know, if my whole life I was afraid of having a heart attack, I wouldn't go to a cardiologist to make myself feel better." ....um, I would. That's when I said, "I love you honey, but I think you're the crazy one. That's the first place I'd go." Just goes to show how different we are, I guess.
I honestly think all I need is to hear from a doctor that everything is fine and it IS all in my head. And if it's not, then I'm one step closer to getting "it" fixed.
But when I gave a very basic rundown of my medical history and my extremely reliable cycles, he said most likely, if there is an issue, that it would be a very easy fix.
So, I go in for my consult on Friday- that includes a vaginal sonogram to check for cysts or polyps, and he'll give me an order form for an S/A for Husbear that he can use at the lab here in town (instead of driving all the way back to VA) to get tested.
I'm starting to feel a little less powerless, and that is a powerful feeling.

Checking In.

Not much to report on the TTC front, considering AF is still hanging around like a lost puppy. She does this. I hate it.

But I figured I'd fill you in on some things in our life.

1. I got the job! Yay! It's not much money, but it's a little something for me to do each day, and a nice discount on really cute clothes and home goods. Always a bonus!

2. Yesterday my darling Husbear turned 27. He had class all day, but while he was gone I decorated the dining room and went grocery shopping to make him a fantastic hearty meal, since he told me he'd rather I cook than have us go out to celebrate. HUGE compliment right there, in my opinion! So I made a huge pot of corn crab chowder, and it was amazing. Seriously, I'm not even going to pretend to be humble...it kicked some serious chowder ass. Complete with an ice cold hard cider, it was the perfect cozy fall meal. And easy, too! After dinner we went out for a celebratory drink with another couple her who we adore. The real party is tonight, though. I'm even touching up my roots for it.

3. Husbear is talking to his doc this week about an S/A, since it's a cheap and easy way to make sure everything is going alright. I'm sure he's fine, but it would feel good to have one possibility ruled out, or if the count is a little low then we can see what we need to do to raise it. Hopefully his doc helps us out- he's a firm believer in not doing ANYTHING for a year. ANNOYING.

That's all...hope everyone is enjoying the beautiful OCTOBER air! This is my favorite month of the year. <3