This is my first post in our family website. 2007 has been a very interesting year for the Woolseys. I don’t want to bore everyone with the woes of my infertility, but I will just give a little background into what led us to conceive triplets.
A few years after having Ava, who took almost 2 years to conceive naturally, I experienced two miscarriages and went in to UC Davis Fertility Center to get some testing done and see why I seemed to have such a difficult time having babies. The answer came swiftly and severly – I was diagnosed by my doctor in January 07 with diminished ovarian reserve. What the heck does that mean? Well, the short answer is that my 32 year old ovaries are aging rapidly and not sending out their good quality eggs anymore. I was told I would most likely never have a child with my own eggs and In Vitro Fertilization would never work for me. In fact, he wouldn’t do IVF on me at all, despite the fact that our insurance covers the whole thing.
This was unacceptable to us. We immediately set up an appointment with the Roseville Clinic where there were two very good doctors who had been following my progress via emails and thought that I had a chance of having a baby through IVF.
Thus began my journey through IVF – the lab tests, the shots, the many drives to Roseville, the physical and emotional strain. There were two failed IVF attempts before the triplets were conceived. Chris and I gave ourselves a deadline of 2007 to make IVF work and then we were going to move on to Plan B which was adoption.
In July I was implanted with some beautiful embryos and a week later I told Chris that I know I am pregnant and I know for sure there is more than one baby growing inside me. A week after that I was given my blood test for pregnancy and my numbers were very high, which means most likely more than one baby. A week after that I had my first ultrasound. I told my doctor that I was scared about how many babies we would see in there. My doctor said he was scared also. What we saw were three perfect sacs and within them three little embryos with perfect heartbeats. We were speechless. I have to admit I never really thought that there would be anything more than 2 in there. In fact, I felt based on what the doctors had told me that I would be lucky if there was one that worked.
I made it through the first trimester but endured terrible nausea and a hunger that is indescribable. I also woke up in the wee hours of the morning with anxiety about our situation. How would we do this? Ava was hard enough, but now we were faced with caring for Ava and three tiny babies at the same time?? How would I survive? Should I request the prescription medication for myself now or wait and see how hard it really was going to be? I will never sleep again. I will never go on a vacation. I will never go on a date with my husband. These are the thoughts swirling through my head at 2 in the morning.
Since then, I have talked to a lot of moms of multiples and been pleasantly surprised about the amount of joy that their multiples bring to their lives, and how they have managed to balance their children with some independent time as well. Most have raised their triplets virtually on their own without outside help. Many of the moms even have outside jobs or part time jobs they manage along with the raising of multiples. I have been inspired and motivated. I still have days where I feel totally overwhelmed but I know that our big family will provide us more love and laughter than we could possibly imagine.