Shortly after our second miscarriage, the fertility clinic (very thoughtfully) indicated that our next step would be to have another consult with Dr. Foulk. It was scheduled quickly (I think they do that so you keep mushing forward with some hope). Smart.
Logan and I were prepared--prepared to go in and discuss what the next step would be in our journey. In our minds, the word "gestational carrier" kept flashing. We knew it was a major decision, financially (we're talking HUGE, HUGE, HUGE money) and emotionally. We were very surprised when we sat down with Dr. Foulk and he encouraged us to do a third (Yes! Third!!) round of IVF.
I thought he had to be nuts. Really Dr. Foulk? I remember thinking "Oh man, can I do it again?" I quickly slapped that irritating voice away and thought "Of course I can! I'm pretty tough. Why wouldn't I try again for something we want most in the world??!"
Dr. Foulk went on explaining that he did not believe we needed a gestational carrier yet. Carriers are used in cases where a uterus cannot get pregnant. My uterus has been pregnant twice! He also explained that carriers are used for people that cannot psychologically handle the situation. I think this meant that he believed in me...so why the heck was I not believing in myself?!?
We left his office feeling good, surprised, but good--much more optimistic than we did going in.
