If Mount Everest were the first mountain you were to ever climb, one would assume that anything else would seem like a piece of cake. What about K2, the second highest peak? It would still present a lot of challenges and a whole new set of situations and circumstances as you climb it. All things considered, it's still an incredibly high peak and would require as much preparation, prayer, and physical, mental, and emotional commitments!
As many of you know, this blog was begun to document the journey that Mike and I took through our pregnancy with Baby K, who turned out to be Claire! We then followed her through her first year, watching how she grew day by day, week by week. We've continued to put down in writing and pictures memorable events and everyday life, all in the hopes of preserving those memories for our children some day.
Well here we are. Bags are packed. Ready to go! We're starting the climb and will summit K2 in March 2014! That's right - the Kostun family is growing!
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Well, as you may have guessed, this post was started last summer: July 2013. It was never published because K2 left us not long after. After two years of trying for Claire and another 18 months this time, we were so excited! But here we are, nine months later, and no babe in arms. It looks like we might be climbing a different mountain now.
Miscarriage and infertility are things that don't seem to be talked about much. Like they're embarrassing or shameful or something. But they are very real, very present, and very common. I'll talk about them. We are suffering from secondary infertility. We don't know why yet.
While trying to conceive the first time, a decent-sized cyst was discovered on my left ovary. It was thought that it would dissolve or rupture during pregnancy. It didn't. My OB-GYN said it looked completely fine both on ultrasound and when I was splayed open for my c-section. Now, two years down the road, another doctor in the practice is referring me to a fertility specialist to examine it and is testing my blood count. The words cancer and surgery came out of his mouth all in the same sentence.
So now our mountains to climb are (1) waiting for my blood work results and (2) finding out what's going on with this cyst. I'm praying that the blood work is fine and that a simple, out-patient procedure will take care of it and let us be on our way to growing our family. Again.
If not, find me a Sherpa.
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