Happy 34th Birthday?
Today is my 34th birthday. I am not a big birthday person and have never been scared or worried about getting older. Honestly, I feel stronger and more comfortable in my skin in my 30s than I ever did in my 20s. However, in the fertility world, 34 is a worrisome number. Well not so much 34, but 35. Being 35 changes everything, which means the next year is more important than the last couple years have been in our journey.
Even though people are having kids later and later, the medical field hasn’t changed what they considered the "geriatric” age for having children. When you are 35 and going through fertility, they consider you high risk. When you are 35 and going through fertility treatments, the protocol changes because your eggs are considered by doctors to be "diminished". Instead of putting in one blastocyst, the protocol calls for implanting more which leads to higher chances of multiples and difficult pregnancies. For someone who wanted things to happen as they were supposed to happen and avoided her infertility issues, putting in more blastocysts scares me.
Actually, the whole thing is terrifying. I remember when we first started this process and every doctor and nurse told me that it would be fine because I was young and had so much time to have kids. Now I am 34 and looking at the next year with a knot in my stomach. I have one last year of trying to get pregnant before they change the protocol simply because of my age.

In addition, I know we want more than one kid so even if I by some miracle I get pregnant this year, then I know they will still treat me differently next time. So I will always be staring down that idea of fertility treatment for an over 35 "geriatric" pregnancy.
So here I sit, my phone making small noises with each birthday text, email and social media alert, wishing I could treat this birthday like I have treated every other birthday. But for the first time in my life, I am worried and nervous about being another year older and I hate infertility for making me feel that way. It has already impacted my life so much. Why must it impact my birthday too?