Board crashing just a little, because hilarious thread title caught my eye...
Reminded me that when my SO and I were TTC, doing the temps, charting, the whole bit - we also whipped out the antique microscope (hitherto, just the result of some secondhand snooping one year, not a tool for medical procedures) to attempt some sizing up of our own.
SO does the bizzo one day in the shower, so we can examine his sperm (have microscope, have had thought of using, now must use, heh heh) - I watch him, peering into it. Silence. More silence. A couple of minutes go by. Finally he says something heartbreaking like - "I'm defective, there are none there". Not wishing to jump to conclusions, I had my go at peering down the tube.
And lo and behold - a swarming, seething, mass of movement. Although individuals were almost too small to make out - it was obvious there was plenty of life.
SO's eyesight the problem? No...he was just expecting them to be a lot bigger. Heh heh.
/end small thread hijack.
Mama~Love - As much as we read the stats when we are TTC and sometimes they can seem depressing (like how for older Mama-wannabee's, like myself - you might be trying for months with no luck) - and how many obstacles nature seems to put in the way - there is much variety under the sun. And good luck, and good timing, as well as not-so. You're right, we're all proof.
My SO and I had convinced ourselves just based on our age (and experiences of similarly-aged friends) that we would not conceive quickly, or maybe without assistance. Stats can be scary. How will that one sperm ever meet its egg? But there is always the other end of the various spectrums. Personally, we were very lucky - after 3 months charting, we got the great news that our nature lottery had struck gold.
Excuse me having a little rant...
It's late, and I can't sleep!
Best,
G
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