In the beginning, there was a man and a woman who fell madly in love with each other despite the fact that he was joining the Army and she didn't know the difference between a gun and a combat boot. The two madly in love people decided to get married and spent their first year and a half of marriage a few states away from their families and the familiar. After months of wedded bliss (mixed in with dirty ACU's spread across the floor, many nights apart, and the adoption of a crazily spoiled retriever), the happy couple decided to try and have a baby. The catch? The woman had two uteruses and didn't have any idea how to accommodate that issue, (or is it even an issue?), while trying to get pregnant.
I am sure many women who have been diagnosed with UD have had similar stories. Growing up, I always assumed I would get easily pregnant like my mom, my aunt, my grandmothers. No one thinks they will have a hard time getting pregnant, and I can assure you, no one ever tells you that you could possibly have two uteruses in your normal 5th grade sex ed class.
My doctor has assured me that UD shouldn't hinder my getting pregnant, and so we are just going to try like a "normal" couple would for the next few months and see what happens! Fingers crossed.
