The Infertility Guidebook: Reproductive Endocrinologist (RE) Consult

The RE consult can be an intimidating part of the infertility process, but it may be the best decision you ever make. Check out this guidebook for what to expect at your first RE appointment!

So, at this point, you’ve probably already had some initial testing done through your OB/GYN, and maybe you’ve done a few rounds of Clomid, with no success.

If you’re anything like me, you’re probably filled with anxiety at the mere idea of having to see an infertility doctor and being branded “infertile.” I get it. I cried and cried and cried when we were sent off to our fertility doctor. It felt like such an ominous, daunting step, and I was not emotionally ready for it. Continue Reading

The Infertility Guidebook: Clomid

Everything you need to know about Clomid when going through infertility treatments.

Alright, so you’ve been to your OB/GYN for diagnostics, and she determined it was time to kick it up a notch. The first step is almost always an oral medication called Clomid. This pill essentially helps boost your FSH – the hormone that grows your follicles. Continue Reading

The Infertility Guidebook: Diagnosis

The complete guide to infertility, starting with getting a diagnosis.

So, you’ve been trying to get pregnant for a while. Probably 6 months or so, since that’s what most OB/GYNs recommend as the “normal” time it can take to get pregnant. You’re probably starting to think hm, this is taking longer than I thought it would… (or more realistically, WTF, why am I still not pregnant, I hate everyone and everything.) Continue Reading

The Infertility Guidebook

The Infertility Guidebook | One Hangry Mama

You guys, infertility is hard. It’s the hardest thing I’ve ever had to go through in my life. Not just because of the emotional rollercoaster that becomes your entire life, but because it’s a huge world of unknowns. Continue Reading

Why I Love My Baby More Than You Love Yours

This blog is served with a heavy helping of snark, which doesn’t always translate appropriately, so I want to be very clear: my baby is very, very loved. Like, obnoxiously so. He’s for sure going to be that overconfident jerk who thinks he can do no wrong when he’s older. (Sorry about that.)

Sure, I make fun of him occasionally (a lot). Yes, I complain about my exhaustion (if you’re not going to whine about how tired you are, are you even a parent?). And yes, I call him names like “monster” and “demon baby” sometimes (okay, almost all the time…). But hey, I bought and paid-in-full for his crazy ass; you better believe I’ve earned my right to a sarcastic comment every now and then.

You see, he was a long time in the making. Over two years, to be exact. Continue Reading