A Year Later!

Wow, I can’t believe it’s been a year since I overcame vaginismus!  What a year it’s been.  I officially become a woman and learned how to use tampons.  I have been missing out!  We went to a concert recently while AF was visiting and had I not been using tampons I would have been miserable.  I am able to have exams every year with no issues. In fact I had my yearly exam this past week and got a fist bump from my gyno because I have been doing so well.  A lot has gone on over the past year, too much to formulate into thoughts to put into a blog!  We started working on our baby making process and that has been an interesting journey.  I don’t want to go into details because not a lot of people know the specifics and I want to keep it that way J  We FINALLY got an offer on our house a couple weeks ago!  Of course we had not been looking at houses because we thought our house would never sell, so we had to scramble to go out looking.  We found a house we like, put an offer in and now we’re just waiting on our buyer to get back to us on our proposal for repairs she wanted done.  Hopefully the whole shebang doesn’t fall through!

Recently I had an email from a woman who stumbled onto my blog when she google’d vaginismus.  How honored was I that she sent an email asking for advice and suggestions for her!  THAT was why I did this blog in the first place- to reach out to women out there that are too embarrassed to talk about this with a doctor they hardly know.  It gave me a chance to contact my PT to ask her for some recommendations in Indiana for this woman; it was nice to talk to her and catch up a little bit on how I’m doing since my treatment. 

I have had over 1200 visitors to my blog since I started.  Of course I helped that a long a little bit by posting my blog submissions to stumbleupon.com, so some of those people didn’t have a choice but to see my blog, but that’s ok!

I have also been asked to write a post about vaginismus and the effects it has on a woman’s sex life for glitterhood.com.  I am so happy to have my story out there for women who have been embarrassed and scared about their vaginismus. 

That’s about all I can think to blog right now.  My mind is a flutter of thoughts with everything going on with us.  

Eating, Pooping, Crying, Sleeping

A baby.  An eating, pooping, crying, sleeping baby.  Are we ready for this?  Is anyone ever really ready for a baby?  We are as ready as we’ll ever be.  Every time we are around the baby of a friend of ours, we get that fever once more and know that when it happens, our lives will be changed forever for the good.  

Why do I think we're ready?  Because a baby is more than an eating, pooping, sleeping, crying being.  It’s a cuddly, cooing, loving, smiling, giggling being that brings more joy into your life than you ever thought possible.  

Are we ready for this?  You bet your ass we are.  BRING IT ON.  Oh, but we either need to sell our house and buy a bigger one or have the money to add on.  Just FYI to whatever gods are reading my blog. 

Turkey Basters & Boy Juice

The Turkey Baster Method.  My wife hates that phrase, but that is what everybody thinks of (and says) when lesbians talk about having a baby.   In truth, I personally would not want a turkey baster shoved up my hoohah.  So, we’ll use a medical syringe.  That’s more my speed, especially with all my vagina issues.  There is another method that is highly recommended because you don’t have to lie with your hips in the air so the boy juice (thanks to a good friend of ours for that phrase that we love!) doesn’t all leak out – but this method is not something I think I would be able to do.  The picture below shows one example of the apparatus you must use in this method. 

I will not be using the Diva Cup or anything of that nature.  Imagine a little cup full of baby batter (as my wife likes to call it) that you have to maneuver up your hoohah to snuggle it up against your cervix. Easy peasy, right?  Sure.  Let’s say I did in fact manage to maneuver it up my hoohah with no problems, I can just imagine me being the one person in the world with an abnormally large cervix opening and I lose that damn thing somewhere up my body and I have to have emergency surgery to get the damn thing out.  My wife keeps telling me that just cannot happen, but YOU NEVER KNOW!  :oD      

      

So no, we will not be using the ‘cup’ of boy juice.  We will be using a medical syringe that we’ll suck the boy juice up with and then plunge it into my happy place hoping one of our donor’s little swimmers makes it to my egg.   Take 1 syringe of baby batter, add one egg and cook for 40 weeks.  

Baby Daddy

Baby Daddy.   Sperm Donor.  A means to an end.  Trying to get pregnant is going to be interesting.  We had our first ‘interview’ with a potential sperm donor last night.  Needless to say, we are meeting with our lawyer next week to educate ourselves on this process.  There are so many things we have to do in order to protect ourselves that we were a little out of our league when we met with him and had some concerns come up.  So, we will educate ourselves and meet back up with him in a couple of weeks after we all have taken some time to think about things.  Maybe he is the one, maybe he isn’t. 

In other news, at least my vagina is ready.  I am still doing my maintenance with my dilator every couple of weeks or so to keep my muscles used to insertion.  I am not sure any of that will prepare my vagina for pushing a baby out of it, but I guess it will help.  I don't think they make a dilator that big to prepare for that. 

Stay tuned for more baby daddy updates. :)