Category Archives: Donor Egg

Acceptance

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After lots of ups and downs over the last 7 years, I believe I am finally at a place of acceptance of our situation.  The chances of us conceiving with my eggs is pretty much slim to none but I accept that Ant could possibly be our only child but I am open to many other ways to building our family.

Currently, we aren’t trying but we are not preventing.  It took a few cycle to get to this point but I am feeling at peace and can enjoy life without the constant worry about being pregnant, missing ovulation, or even missing my last viable egg.  Life is moving and I don’t want to miss out on any of Ant special moments in life because I am so wrapped up in creating a brother or sister for him.

There are still moments where I ache to make Ant a big brother but those moments happen less and less.  Just this past week someone commented on when there was going to be a #2 because Ant was being a helper to one of the babies at breastfeeding support group.  It is getting so easy to brush off these comments.

With all family building plans far in the future, it is easier to enjoy life.  There is still a lot of uncertainty about what steps we are going to take but for now that doesn’t matter.  When it is time we will make the decision.  The only decision set in stone is a FET sometime.  After that no decision has been made.

The Comment You Never Approve

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“You are not your sons genetic mother though right? That one cell has the largest impact on how the child looks, grows, diseases, even traits like intelligence and sometimes habits. You are your sons mother through and through but he does have an important figure out there. I really think it’ll be best for you to come to terms with this.”

This comment was posted to “I am the Mom!” This comment has been sitting in my comment box for about 6 months now.

When I first received this comment I was livid.  How dare someone tell me I am not his genetic mother?  As time passes and I come to terms with everything there is some truth in this comment.  There is a part of me that I will never share with Ant.  I have known this from the start.  This comment just reminds me of my insecurities about egg donation.

Recently I had a conversation with someone on twitter about disclosure.  She has a friend who has children via egg donation also.  While they were discussing disclosure her friend told her to not disclose while her children were young.  The reason for this mother not disclosing early is fear.  The fear of her child telling her, “You aren’t my mommy.”  As a parent via egg donation fear of rejection top my list.  There is no doubt in my mind that some day those words will come out of Ant’s mouth (most likely in anger).

Fear of rejection can’t run our lives.  We need to be open an honest with our children and put them first.  Would someone let you adopt if you weren’t going to disclose to the child? One of the most important things as a parent is being open and honest with your child from the very beginning.  Ant knows he is a very special boy and how much we love him.  He will grow up always knowing about his conception, it is not to complicated for him.  Start slow!

Back to the comment…the part that stung the most to me is looks.  The dream of seeing myself physically in my child hasn’t left.  It hurts me that my 1 cell wasn’t good enough to create a child.  But you I can’t hid from the truth, Ant isn’t genetically related to me!  There I said it!  Are you happy?  I am!  I am happy because even though we don’t share these genes my love for you is overwhelming.

Prime-time TV and Infertility

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One of my Favorite show is “Private Practice.”  No, idea why it appeals to me but I end up watching it every week.  This season the story line with Addison TTC with a sperm donor has me wondering if I can continue to watch.  When this show start 5 years ago they talked about how her last egg was passing her by.  Now they have this story line?!?

Am I just a pessimist and don’t want this character to get her happy ending? Or would I just rather them portray a more realistic choice for someone her age like egg donation?

Miracles are good but a show like this is giving women over the age of 40 false hope.  They are creating the same misconception that celebrities create by have pregnancies into their late 40′s with out tell the truth of how they really conceived.

Part of me feels guilty for not wanting this fictional character to get pregnant with her own eggs.  On the “Private Practice” site they had a survey:

What do you thinks: Is Addison pregnant?

  • Yes, Finally!
  • No, it is going to be devastating.
  • I want her to be, but I don’t think she will be.
  • I don’t want her to be, but I think she will be.

I am sure you can guess my choice.  ”I don’t want her to be, but I think she will be.”  No surprise that “Yes, Finally” is in the lead.

I just don’t know what else to say on the matter.  I just don’t want her to get pregnant on the show.  I feel it would be a step backwards for the infertility community.

Tell me about other infertility story lines that you don’t agree with on your favorite TV shows?

The Missing Word: What should you call your egg donor?

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I know I have posted about this before but we need a word.  Donor/egg donor is to impersonal, Donor/Genetic Mother sounds to personal.  I need something in the middle.  This word needs to be heart felt and have special meaning.

While at work today I was brain storming:

Monor…LOL that doesn’t work (I think egg donors would be offended)
Dother…nope don’t like that either
Gother?

I am thinking making up a new word would be best.  We are talking 3rd party here, so why not make up our own language :)

More Than 1 Cell

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“”I’ve heard parents say, and this is what they tell their children, ‘Oh it was just a piece of genetic material. It was just a donated cell.’”

The message is well-intentioned, she says: We love you, that’s all that matters. But Kramer has surveyed hundreds of donor families and says that approach can make children feel they’re betraying parents if they later want to explore their biological heritage.”

I read this quote in a recent post titled, “A New Openness For Donor Kids About Their Biology” on NPR.  This really struck a chord with me because I often refer to our donors donation as one cell.  The last thing I want to do is minimize our donors part in Ant’s creation.  She is the reason he is here…it was her generosity.

It always strikes me when I read someone calling the donor the mother, but part of me is starting to come to terms with this.  Yes, she shares genetics with Ant, so in some ways she is his mother. The insecure infertile in me hates the idea of sharing this title with anyone, but now that I am a mother I know that my brutal honesty with myself about her role will be healthier for Ant.  I don’t want him to be ashamed of his conception.  I want Ant to feel comfortable talking to me about his donor (mother), his biology. I can’t believe I just wrote that!

Being a parents is about putting your child first.  Ant, you are #1.  Honesty is #1.  If this means I have to share the title of mother then I am willing to share it.

Meeting Your Creators

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Today Ant got to meet two of the men involved in his conception.  The top picture is of us and our amazing RE Dr. Widra.  He listened to our needs helped guide us gently to the decision to use an egg donor to conceive.  Below is Dr. Kahn, he was the RE who did our ET.  The funny thing is Dr. Kahn looks a lot like my dad.  
To my dear readers, I will be blogging again soon.  I have been very busy with work.  Missing writing and reading your blogs.

Donor Diva

One Women’s Journey to DEIVF

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I was asked by one of my wonderful tweep mates to do a guest blog. Excuse me for I’ve never blogged in my life.  My journey began 4 yrs ago when my then boyfriend, now husband, and I decided to try and have a baby. We’ve both been married before, no kids, and we knew we wanted to be together so we decided, hey why not.  So after a year of trying, nothing happened.  Then the next year I decided to do the OPK’s. Well, we got married May 15, 2009 and I got on his ins which covers our fertility treatments, thank God.
We started with IUI’s, did 4 and finally got pregnant.  So exciting but I was nervous cause you know deep in your gut something isnt right. Well, my gut was right, it was ectopic.  What devastating news to someone who has been going through all this and seriously its in 1% of pregnancies. 1% is of course ME! I ended up doing Methotrexate to dissolve the pregnancy, which worked. Thank God I didnt have to do surgery.  We took a few months off after that and went on a much needed vacay, aka late honeymoon to Jamaica. Once we got back I was eager to start again. We decided to go with IVF cause my RE was scared I would have another ectopic.

My IVF journey did not start off very well.  With all the injections and doing Lupron for the first time, I only produced 1 follicle.  I was devastated, again. So, instead of wasting one of our IVF cycles on it, we did another IUI and we were back to nothing, again.  My RE thought the Lupron was too much for me, supressing my ovaries.  And so we started again.  July of 2010 I started my injections again and this time no Lupron.  I had 11-13 follicles so my RE felt it was a good number.  So, I had my first retrieval at the end of July.  It was not a good experience, I was a mess! Everytime I stood up I was dizzy, almost passed out, puked.  Then for 3 days I couldnt stand up straight, bloated, it felt like I had a lot of pressure on  my rectum, sorry TMI. But, they said it was all normal cause my ovaries were large and pushing on my intestines. So, day 3 came and we were on our way to the clinic for transfer and of course they called us and said we will wait til day 5. OUr clinic is 2hrs away from us. That day, July 31st, will forever be stuck in my head because I wasnt even home 2hrs and I got a call my grandma had died.  It was not a good day, but thank God I didnt have my transfer that day.  Day 5 came and we went to get our 2 emby’s, a blast and a morula transferred.  I only had 1 day of bedrest because we had to travel back to my home town and go to my grandmothers visitation and funeral.  It was so stressful dealing with IVF and losing my only grandma.  Then we found out of the 6 eggs I had, none of them survived to be frozen.  So the 2 week wait was not a fun one either. The day I was suppose to get my first beta checked, I started spotting.  I tearfully called my nurse and she said go ahead and get it checked anyways.  Well, I wasnt pregnant.  That was a horrible feeling knowing you go through all of that to hear those words, youre not pregnant.  This was the first time I saw my dh show any emotion, even when we lost our angel baby that Jan.  He finally cried!  I was so happy that he finally let out some emotion cause it made me feel better, but broke my heart too.

My determination didnt stop me at this point. I was ready to keep going and so in Oct we decided to try for round 2.  Going to the clinic for our initial US the nurse “found” something. Ok, what next? RE wanted a MRI to rule out anything.  MRI showed I had a cyst or tumor on my left ovary. Seriously, I was not a happy person.  So, Dec 16th I had a lap to remove this so called “cyst” on my ovary. My OBGYN told me there was a possibility I may lose my ovary if its bad and I sat in the room and cried. No, I need my ovaries!!  Out of recovery first question I asked was did I lose it. No, but to my surprise both of my ovaries were connected by scar tissue and that was the mass, tumor or whatever they saw on my left ovary. Craziness!!! She removed the scar tissue and put them back where they belonged.

It took me 4 months to get back into IVF 2.  I was ready and determined to get this party started. April 2nd I had my 2nd retrieval. 5 eggs: 1 didnt make it, 1 didnt survive ICSI, so I had 3 possible good ones.  The next report 2 didnt make it and so we had 1 left to transfer on day 3.  Dh and I started on our 2hr journey to get our lonesome emby transfered.  We were 45min away, my phone rings. I saw the number and my heart stopped, it was the clinic. I looked at my dh and said, Oh no.  My RE said my last emby was framenting and they dont usually transfer those.  We turned the car around and headed home. That was the worst car ride Ive ever had, sobbing all the way home.

What next? With a few wks of depression and some counseling I started to feel a little better. Then a wonderful facebook friend the2weekwait, introduced me to twitter. She said it would help to talk to others going through what Im dealing with now. So, reluctantly, I joined twitter. Let me just say, it was one of the best decisions I have ever made.  I met some of the best girls on here.  Dealing with trying to figure out what the hell do I do now, I met donordiva.  Hearing what she had gone through and giving me things to read on donor egg, helped me make an important decision.  I chose to do donor egg. I had a really hard time with this at first. I felt lost and sad at the fact I will not have my own genetic child.  I wont see myself in this child, the eyes, the face, the smile.  I cried and cried about this for days. But after doing some research she had given me, it amazed me.

So, my story has not ended yet.  We found a donor who could possibly be my twin at the age of 5!  She came to us in such a way that was a sign to me. When I saw her on the list I immediately knew I wanted her. But, she was on hold.  Im so thankful I told the nurse I wanted her. After 2months of looking at other donors, I get a call telling me she was available now. Oh I cried and laughed and cried some more.  We are now in the final stages of our cycle. NEL(Nice Egg Lady) is what we call her, starts her injections on Sept 1st and I start my Estrace, thank God! Ive been on Lupron for a month now and its evil, evil I say!!!  So we are looking at a possible ER Sept 11-12.  I havent been this excited in awhile now.  I feel that God brought NEL into our lives for a reason, so this is a good sign.  I totally believe that things happen for a reason.

This is my IF journey.  It has been a rough one, but Ive made it through.  I feel good things are about to come in the next few weeks.  I pray everyday and I have a lot of hope and faith.  Im not going to lie and say I havent had doubt, theres always doubt in my head, but faith is stronger.  Thanks for letting me share my story with you. And thank you Donordiva for letting me share it.

~BDubDIVF

Donor, a Short Film

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Hello my devoted readers.  Today I have my first guest post EVER!  A few days ago Donor Diva Daily featured a story about a short film titled “Donor.”  This got me in contact with the producer Carolina Groppa.  After some tweets and a few emails I offered her a guest blog spot.
A guest post by Carolina Groppa:

 Carolina defines herself as a full-time hustler. She recently produced a theater production of the comedy “Spike Heels” and has other producing projects in various stages of production. In addition, Carolina also helped bring financing to BRAKE, an indie thriller starring Stephen Dorff. 

 As a multi-hyphenate, Carolina also works as an actor, makeup artist, and on occasion, a painter. If you wish to stalk her further, check out her IMDB. 

As a young woman, I have often wondered what it would feel like to give someone a part of you, like an egg, forever. I wrestled with the idea that no matter how selfless this act, something that once was a part of you now belongs to someone else. Then, I considered whatt I’d feel if, when the time came to conceive, I discovered that I could not?
When the short film “Donor” was brought to my attention by my friend, actor and writer Trevor Algatt, I automatically knew that this was not a story often told, especially with a male’s voice behind it. I knew that it was a story that needed to be seen and heard by others. Needless to say, I felt extremely connected to the materials and jumped right away at the opportunity to produce it. 

The film tells the story of a couple, John and Sam, and their struggle with her choice to donate her egg. It brings up the ethical, interpersonal, and religious questions involving egg donation.  

We have a finished film, and have only 5 days left to go to reach our fundraiser goal on Indiegogo.

So I humbly come to you, Donor Diva’s community, and ask for your generous donations. Your contribution will allow us to get one step closer to getting his film seen by others…

You Lost me at "Biological Mom"

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This appeared in my my email box last week:

Hey donor diva,
My name is ______ and I work for The __________ Show in NY. We start filming our first season this summer and we will begin to air this september. We are a daytime talk show with a very intelligent and compassionate host whose main goal is to help all those guests he brings on. Think Oprah, NOT Maury. (more like Jerry Springer, in my opinion)
Anyway, a potential episode we may be shooting is about reuniting donor egg children with their biological mothers. My producer ________ would like to talk to you in further detail on the best ways to go about this. Are their databases? Perusing online I found your blog and you seem to be a perfect candidate even to come onto the show as a potential expert because you seem to be very passionate about the subject. Please get back to me when you can, and if you would like to expedite the process you can email my producer ________ at _______________. Thank you very much.
Best, _____________ 


Initially I was very flattered to be asked to be an expert but after reading the email several times I became more and more offended.  DH advised me to wait a few days to respond, this way it would soak in and I could give a not so heated response.  When I did respond it was short and to the point.  I was curious if anyone else had gotten emails like this.  After I responded I asked Marna, founder of Parents via Egg Donation(PVED), if she had ever gotten emails like this.  She told me ALL the time!

What I have learned from this experience is always ask Marna.  Seriously, she has been so helpful to me as a Mother and in my blogging world.  Once I found PVED I started understand egg donation more and how my choice will affect Ant.  I know I want to be an advocate but I don’t want to be “eggploited.”