Coming to Terms

This has been the theme of my life for awhile now. Coming to terms with the fact that I wasn't getting pregnant right away again, coming to terms with all the other people surrounding me that are having babies, annnnddd now coming to terms with..... You guessed it.... "Secondary Infertility".

The title itself sounds terrible. Like I contracted some disease or something.  As you probably could tell. I had my Doctor's appointment yesterday, and some of my worst fears were realised. I DO have a problem, and it's something my GP isn't comfortable treating.  HOWEVER I have been referred to the OB/GYN that I worked with when I was pregnant with Ben. So for that alone, I am grateful. He is a wonderful man and doctor and I feel safe having my fertility placed in his hands.  I am kinda glad that I am not the only one seeing this "un-able to get pregnant" thing as a problem. It's not just me. phew!!
But, now I am walking a very unidentified path. I feel like Alice in Wonderland when the broom sweeps her path home away.
So I am now waiting for a call from Doctor Sheppard with an appointment, where I will get a full Fertility work up. Hubbs also has to get a full fertility test too, so we will know where our problem lays.  It could be something as simple as a hormone im-balance or it may be something more complicated. 
At least we are on a path that will give us some answers, the path may be uncharted and scary, but at least I have my Hubbs' hand to hold as we walk it.