These are deadlines that we put on ourselves, perhaps as a coping mechanism. Personally, since we live so far away from family, I take holidays and long weekends as signs. Like, if this cycle was going to work, we would have taken Labor Day to go tell our immediate families, and then tell Keegan's extended family when we see them for Thanksgiving.
I haven't talked much about the details of my job here, mostly because it's technically through the government, and I'm sure they wouldn't like a blog talking about my lady bits to be associated with them. However, for the sake of this post, I'm going to share a bit of information. I'm a VIS.TA* volunteer which is part of Ameri.Corps*. If you don't know about these programs, think of them almost like a local peace corps...kind of. V members are put into communities specifically to combat poverty. I was volunteering at the art gallery where I currently work for 40+ hours each week for about a year and a half because my boss didn't have the money to pay me. We worked on the V application for that entire year and a half and eventually got 10 VIS.TAs, including myself, into 7 organizations in my community. As a V, you sign a contract, giving up a year of your life as a volunteer. You get a small stipend each month, as well as having your student loans deferred for the time you're serving. You also get the choice of a $5,500 education award that can be used for paying back student loans or for furthering your education, or a $1,500 cash award at the end of each year. If, for any reason, you quit before your year is up, you lose all benefits and are not allowed to be a part of the program for the rest of your life.
What does my job have to do with infertility? When I signed my name of that dotted line last year, I put a deadline on myself. To not have to leave my position before my year was up, I had to get pregnant before November 2013. Obviously that hasn't happened yet, but just yesterday, I signed on for another year.
It was a hard decision. We don't know where our fertility journey is going to take us next. Logically, I should stop treatments until the new year, just to ensure that I don't give birth before November 2014. Am I going to? Hell no! If I do magically get pregnant and give birth before November 2014, then we'll just have to work something out. A lot of my job is spent in front of a computer, so there's the chance I could work from home. While I'm not comfortable with the daycares around here, we may be able to leave our child with a friend during the day for a few months, or have Keegan's mom, who is retired, live with us until my term is up.
Even though I know better, I have put another deadline on myself. I
While I know that putting these deadlines on myself isn't helpful, in a strange way, it gives me something to work towards. By saying that we need to be pregnant by November 2014, perhaps it'll make us increase the strength of our treatments faster. Instead of doing six IUIs, maybe we'll only do 3, realize that they're not working for us, and move on.
So what about you guys? Are you guilty of putting deadlines on yourself? Do they help you or just stress you out?
*All names have had periods added or shortened to decrease the chance of someone searching those names and coming across my blog.