One Year Later...

Well here we are. It's been a year since we've been trying to get pregnant and still no baby. Which officially means...we're infertile.

We've kept the fact that we've been trying for a baby to ourselves for the most part, mostly because I didn't want people constantly asking us if we were pregnant yet. But with the year mark approaching, Thomas and I thought it was time to tell our families.

We started with my family first. After presents on Christmas day, we broke the news officially that we had been trying for about a year, that we weren't having much success, and that my endometriosis was a big factor in that. It was an emotional conversation that had a few of us bringing on the waterworks. I know, I know, you're probably thinking, Gee Tyff, buzz kill much? Well believe it or not, the conversation was really uplifting and brought us all a little closer. It felt so good to finally be out in the open with our pregnancy struggles with my family. Sure, we cried, but we also got a lot of support from them, and of course my ever intuitive mother thought she knew something like that was going on all along.

We of course told Thomas's family soon after, and told both families that we were going to have to go into the doctor's the following month to get a consultation and possibly get some testing done.

So that's where we're at. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about our fertility status, so I won't say that (because nobody likes a liar right?!). I will say though that I'm excited to possibly finally get some answers and some help with our fertility journey.