No, not this kind (with all due respect to Dolly, I happen to like her very much).
We're talking double donor here.
It's been rolling around in my head for several months and I suppose I've gone through all of the "normal" stages that someone at this point of ttc-ing goes through. Disbelief, anger, denial, fear, shock then right back around to disbelief. How did I get here?
I suppose it doesn't matter at this point. I'm here.
I still have an IVF consult next week but I seriously doubt the good doctor is going to peer over his spectacles and give me and my decrepit eggs the same odds of success that donor eggs would get.
I want to be a mother. It's as basic as that.
"Find out who you are and do it on purpose." ~ Dolly Parton