There was an article in a right wing tabloid today... a couple who are having their second child naturally after a first IVF baby have claimed that IVF is "just as romantic".
I think there's a bit of naievety in there as they seemed to be lucky on their first go at IVF and have experienced the full horror of the infertility trenches.
But... still? Romantic? My top non-romantic things about IVF are:
The drugs. Last time round, I ended up weeping copiously when I started the progesterone. Then there's the downregging, the stims, everything else. They make me want to smack my husband rather than engendering any romantic notions.
Then there's the stirrups and general poking about in your fanny. I'm fairly disinhibited about all this now. Let's
face it, if they got to me then I wouldn't be counting my IVF goes on
two fingers. But romantic they are not, unless you're got very strange ideas and boundaries.
The fear of failure, that you're throwing money, emotional investment, side effects and generally feeling shit at something that might never work.
I know I'm one of the lucky ones in that I did eventually have a baby.
But, y'know, if I had the option, I'd take even the most perfunctory quick shag as being about a million times more romantic then and infinitely preferable to fertility treatment.