I felt really old yesterday. I went to a Reproductive Endocrinologist to start the testing process... again. This time around I have to take a test that asks, "are your eggs too old?" This test is new for me. At my last fertility doctor party (years ago) I was still pretty "peak" zone.
Funny side-note! On the electronic intake form I had to answer this question: "How many consecutive months have you had unprotected sex that did not result in conception?" My number is like 123. But the form only allowed for 2 digits in the response box so I had to write 99. Oh, wait, is that funny or sad?
Then I watched Friends in bed last night to relax after the draining day. I thought about my college days, living in San Luis Obispo, getting together Thursday nights with girls in my ward to eat snacks and watch the new Friends episodes. And I was like, that was a really long time ago. Monica and Rachel looked so dated to me last night. I'm not 20? WEIRD. 123 months? That is so many months! Hard to comprehend this time stuff. Look at how much my baby that was born 138 months ago has grown? SO WEIRD.