Some days are hard. Some days I feel like it may never happen. Some days I just need to take a step back and realized just how blessed I am.
So, today in an effort to count my blessings I decided to tally up all of our infertility costs from September through the first week of March.... oh.my.gosh. Wondering why this painful number ($11,628) makes me feel blessed? Well, I've mentioned it before... we have incredible insurance. Of that large price tag, we've only paid a fraction (about 1/8). If that isn't reason enough to feel blessed, I'm not sure what is.
I was recently talking with someone about the SART website, so today I was intrigued to see if there were new stats for my clinic since the last time I looked back when we were choosing a clinic. After looking at the 2009 success rates, I was curious about other places across the nation. I was very surprised at the vast difference in success rates at various clinics. I am counting myself blessed that my clinic has some of the highest success rates that I found for my age group. It makes the possibility of an IVF cycle a little easier to stomach.
So even though I am currently finding myself 6.5 months into treatment still not pregnant, I am still counting myself blessed. The situation could ALWAYS be worse. Sometimes that is hard to remember on the hard days, so I just have to go out of my way to remind myself :)