Moving Forward

My process now...I am currently and almost done with, taking a drug called Metformin.  The drug is actually used for people with diabeties, but what Dr Jarrett is hoping it will do is,  keep my surgar levels down, which will in turn keep my testosterone levels down and then hopefully my body will produce a full folicule.   He wanted me on this for three months and "try" within those three months, with the hopes that it would work.  My three months are up on March 12 :(  So, I  will meet with the doctor and figure out the next step. 

A girl who is also on this "Journey" sent me a poem last night that I wanted to share with everyone.  This poem left me full of tears.  Every thought and feeling, for anyone that has gone through this, or is currently going through it, is stated in this poem.

I dream about a child to come
A child to share our home
A home of toys, and swings, and games,
Of laughter, hugs, and love.

I dream of a baby's crib and toys
Bottles, diapers, and things
Strollers, walkers, a bassinet,
And lullabies to sing.

I dream of having a little child
Even the "terrible twos"
Teaching, guiding, and loving
Seeing what he or she can do.

I dream of sending a child to school
Being in Brownies or Scouts
To watch him learn and grow each day
Seeing what life is about.

I dream of Christmas morning
Presents around a tree
Singing, sharing, a precious time
Will it ever be?

I dream of summer vacations
Children crammed in a family car
Going camping, having picnics
Sleeping under the stars.

In my dream of motherhood
I do not now have a part
I pray my dream comes true in life
And not just in my heart.