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What is IVF and how is it done?

In vitro fertilization (IVF) is a process of assisted reproduction where an egg is fertilized with sperm in a laboratory dish. The fertilized egg (embryo) is then transferred to the woman's uterus, where it can implant and grow into a baby.

IVF is a complex process that involves many steps, including:

Stimulating the ovaries: The woman takes fertility medications to stimulate her ovaries to produce multiple eggs.

Egg retrieval: The eggs are retrieved from the woman's ovaries using a needle and ultrasound guidance.

Fertilization: The eggs are fertilized with sperm in a laboratory dish.

Embryo culture: The fertilized eggs are cultured in a laboratory for several days.

Embryo transfer: The best-quality embryos are transferred to the woman's uterus.

The success rate of IVF treatment varies depending on the woman's age and other factors. The average success rate for women under age 35 is about 40%.

IVF is a safe procedure, but it does have some risks, including:

Ovarian hyperstimulation syndrome: This is a rare but serious condition that can occur when the ovaries are overstimulated by fertility medications.

Multiple pregnancy: Because multiple embryos are often transferred to the uterus, there is an increased risk of having twins, triplets, or more.

Ectopic pregnancy: This is a serious condition that occurs when a fertilized egg implants outside the uterus.

IVF is a major decision, and it is important to talk to your fertility doctor about the risks and benefits before deciding if it is right for you.

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What is IVF? Meaning, Symptoms, Causes, Treatment, and Diet in Simple Terms

Introduction

IVF, or "In Vitro Fertilization," is a process where a woman's egg and a man's sperm are combined in a lab to create an embryo. This embryo is then placed in the woman's uterus to help her get pregnant. IVF is like a little miracle that happens outside the body in a special lab.

Symptoms of IVF

After the IVF process, some women may experience the following symptoms:

Mild Cramps: You might feel some light cramps, similar to period pain.

Spotting: It's common to see light spotting or small blood clots.

Breast Tenderness: Your breasts may feel more sensitive or sore.

Fatigue: You may experience an increase in tiredness.

Mood Swings: Your emotions may change quickly, from happy to sad.

Bloating: Your belly might feel a bit swollen or bloated.

Causes of IVF

IVF is often needed when natural pregnancy is difficult due to:

Fertility Issues: issues with the sperm or egg quality.

Blocked Fallopian Tubes: If the tubes are blocked, eggs and sperm can't meet.

Endometriosis: A condition where tissue similar to the lining inside the uterus grows outside it, affecting fertility.

Ovulation Problems: When eggs are not released regularly.

Uterine Issues: Problems like fibroids or abnormalities that affect embryo implantation.

Genetic Disorders: When either partner has a genetic condition that might be passed on to the baby.

Treatment Process of IVF

IVF treatment includes several steps:

Initial Consultation: Visit a doctor to discuss your problem and create a treatment plan.

Ovarian Stimulation: Medications are given to help the ovaries produce multiple eggs.

Monitoring: The growth of eggs is checked through ultrasound and blood tests.

Sperm Collection: To fertilize the eggs in the lab, sperm is taken.

Embryo Culturing: The embryo is watched as it grows in the lab.

Embryo Transfer: A healthy embryo is placed in the uterus.

Waiting Period: You wait to see if pregnancy symptoms develop.

Pregnancy Test: A test is done to confirm if pregnancy has occurred.

Diet During IVF

Eating the right foods can support the IVF process:

Balanced Diet: Eat plenty of fruits, vegetables, whole grains, lean proteins like chicken or fish, and dairy products like milk and yogurt.

Stay Hydrated: To keep your body hydrated, consume a lot of water.

Healthy Fats: Include good fats from avocados, nuts, and olive oil, and avoid unhealthy fats from fried foods.

Limit Processed Foods: Avoid too many processed snacks and sugary drinks.

Moderate Caffeine: A little coffee is okay, but avoid too much caffeine.

Folic Acid: Take folic acid supplements or eat foods rich in folic acid like green leafy vegetables for a healthy pregnancy.

Conclusion

"In Vitro Fertilization," or IVF, is a wonderful but complicated procedure that can help people conceive. Although it can be physically and emotionally challenging, with the right support and guidance, like that provided by Yashoda IVF Centre in Navi Mumbai, you can confidently navigate this journey. Remember, each step, from managing symptoms to adjusting your diet, plays a crucial role in achieving a successful outcome. With determination and the right resources, your dream of building a family can come true.

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Abby with a breeding kink

Abby Anderson x female reader

Warnings: smut, mentions of IVF, breeding, strap on, strap referred to as cock

Literally just pure filth, enjoy 😈

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You and Abby have been dating for 3 years and married for one and honestly it’s been the best 4 years of your life you couldn’t imagine spending your life with anyone but her. Recently you both decided to take the next step. You’ve been going through IVF and as happy you were to have a baby with Abby that wasn’t the only perk. Going through IVF brought out a certain side to Abby, you’ve known about this side for 3 years now but with the prospect of you getting pregnant this side has just gotten more prevalent. Abby Anderson had a major breeding kink.

Abby has always had a breeding kink, you remember the first time you stumbled upon her breeding strap. You had been dating for a year and she told you to grab the strap you wanted her to use when she got home. You rooted through her bottom drawer and came across a strap you’ve never seen before. You inspected it, it was big and it had some kind of tube at the end of it. It definitely looked interesting so you sat it on the bed and waited for her to get home.

When she got home she saw the strap you chose and shook her head “no, choose a different one” she told you and you were curious what was the issue with this strap so you poked and prodded her for answers until she mumbled something with a flush on her face. “What? I couldn’t hear you?” You asked

She sat on the bed next to you and put her head in her hands to hide her blush but it was no use as the flush moved to her ears. “It’s a breeding strap” she said a bit louder. That night she came clean about her breeding kink and about how she was afraid to tell you about it. You two have definitely come a long way from that night if right now is any indication.

The hand in your hair gripped tighter as Abby’s hips slammed against your ass. Your face was buried in the bed as Abby fucked you from behind. “That’s it baby take it” she grunted as she held your hip.

“Gonna fuck you till I cum, you want that huh baby? Want me to cum in that pussy” she growled as her strap pumped in and out of you.

“F-fuck yes Abby please” you begged, god you felt so good. Her cock was stretching you.

When you started having IVF appointments Abby got a present for the both a you. A new breeding strap, bigger and better than her previous one. This one and a little nub that rubbed against her clit perfectly and the silicone had veins that enhanced your experience too. And it also had a bigger out put of “cum”.

The squelch of your soaked pussy could be heard through out the room, the sound of skin against skin, and your whimpers and moans. God Abby loved that sound.

“So good for me baby, this pussy was fucking made for my cock” Abby thrusted deep into with each word almost as if she was proving her point.

“Yes yes yes” you could barely think at this point everything just felt so good. The grip in your hair loosened and Abby placed both hands on your hips and you knew exactly what that meant and your pussy clenched just at the thought.

Abby groaned when she saw your pussy clench around her cock. Fuck she loved to just watch her cock go in and out of your cunt, there was already a white ring forming at the end.

You were both getting close you both knew that, Abby started thrusting harder and faster into you. You couldn’t form a thought she was fucking you absolutely brainless all that was coming out of your mouth was “ah, ah, ah…”

“Mmh that’s it baby take my fucking cock fuck gonna make you a mama baby that what you want?” Abby had no control of the words coming out of her mouth anymore and her words just made you clench harder, she had to actually put more work into fucking you with how tight your pussy was getting. The raspy growl of her voice making you even wetter.

“Gonna fucking fill you full of cum”

“Gonna make you have my fucking baby”

“Gonna make you a mama” her pace was unrelenting at this point she was so fucking close.

“Yes yes yes Abby fuck make me a mama” you moaned out

“Abby Abby Abby…” your moaned crescendoed into a scream as you came around her cock, your legs shaking and your hands gripping the sheets.

“Fuck” Abby reached down for the pump attached to the strap, the knot in her stomach tightening

“Fuck” she cried out as she came her grip and your hip and the pump tightening as she shot her hot cum into you. You could feel it filling you.

You were both breathing heavily and Abby leaned down to kiss your back.

“I love you” she mumbled against the skin

“I love you too” you told her still out of breath.

Abby slowly pulled out of you groaning at the sight of her cum dripping out of your pussy, while you whimpered at the feeling of her pulling out.

She fucked her cum back into with two fingers and your whimper turned to a moan.

“Cant waste a single drop now can we mama?”

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I need Abby Anderson to breed me and call me mama huh? Who said that?

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loving every curve ─ leah williamson x reader

in which: you learn to be intimate again with leah after your pregnancy

warnings: smut (18+), fingering (r receiving), oral (r receiving), dirty talk, language, post-pregnancy insecurities, body dysmorphia

wc: 4.9K

a/n: I was going to queue this for friday but I couldn't wait LOL. hope you all enjoy!

Pregnancy with Leah was a journey that you wouldn't trade for the world. You and your wife had been unsuccessful a couple times with the IVF journey, so when one day you received the good news, the both of you were on top of the world and couldn't wait to meet the little wonder that was going to be growing in your belly.

It was pure bliss, really. Ever since you found out you were pregnant, Leah had stepped into a role that you'd never seen her take up before. She was a very caring person before, but she had stepped that up a notch. It came to a point where you even had to tell her to refrain a little, that you were more than capable of going to work and doing household chores in the first months of your pregnancy – Leah was reluctant to give in, but when she noticed after a few weeks that she wouldn't be able to keep up with the household chores compared with her busy footballing schedule, she gave in.

As the months passed, and you started experiencing the hardships of pregnancy, Leah was the perfect partner. She would be by your side every time you were heaving up your breakfast, wouldn't leave your side if you were feeling weak and would be experiencing blood sugar drops, she would accommodate to all of your cravings – meaning she would sometimes drive to the shop at 3am, eyes still full of sleep, but on a mission to get you pickles and mustard, because that was seemingly what your stomach made you crave that night.

One of the hardest things, though, that you didn't expect, was how wary you were of your body changing. The first couple months nothing visibly changed, not until you started showing. You and Leah loved the little bump in your stomach, a testament to the little life that was growing in your belly. But as the months passed and your stomach started to grow more and more, came the big visible changes on your body. You were well aware that you were going to put on weight and that your body wouldn't look the way it had before you grew pregnant, but you were still in your head about it.

The stretch marks, the bloated feeling, the swollenness – that accompanied with naturally heightened emotions, it wasn't nice. You knew that it was normal and that it was only happening because your body had to accommodate for the child that was growing inside of you, but you couldn't get it out of your head.

Leah reassured you every day that she thought you were beautiful, that you'd never looked this good throughout the 5 years of your relationship. She would tell you about the "pregnancy glow" all the time, and would claim that she'd fallen in love with you over and over again ever since you started to show.

You thought it was going to be better after you'd given birth, but the stretch marks and the loose skin didn't magically disappear – you had certainly hoped it would. You'd stuck to applying cream to your stretch marks throughout your whole pregnancy, so you knew the skin would form back to normal rather sooner than later, but you still found it hard to look at yourself in the mirror. The body you had worked so hard for over the last couple years was no longer there, and as much as you had a lovely little baby boy to show for it, you couldn't help but miss it.

It was Friday night, set date night for Leah and you. It was the first time since the birth of your son that the two of you would be going out for date night, rather than staying in. Amanda had taken him for the night, very excited about the prospect of her grandson staying with her for the first time.

You were in your bedroom, looking through the options in your wardrobe, struggling to pick out what to wear. Truthfully, you didn't know what you would even fit in, at this moment in time. You'd lost some of your pregnancy weight but certainly not all of it, and you weren't sure if you would fit into any of the dresses that you owned. You'd tried a couple, to no avail. You wanted to look good, look good for you and look good for your wife, who had been nothing but exceptional to you the past 9 months and more.

You heard a soft padding of footsteps up the stairs, Leah probably noticed that you had been in there for quite some time. She entered your bedroom and you couldn't help but feel remorseful when you shot her a look. She was clad in a straight black pair of trousers, combined with a white, sleeveless top. A very simple outfit, but she looked amazing. She had her hair down, a welcome change to the ponytail she always had it in.

"Hey baby, you good? Just checking, you've been in here for quite some time now," Leah said softly, body leaning against the doorframe. You shot her a defeated look. "I don't know, Le. Nothing fits me anymore, I don't know what to wear," you vaguely gestured towards your wardrobe. You nearly missed the pitiful look that crossed your girlfriend's face before she made her way over to you, wrapping her arms around your waist from behind, leaning her chin on your shoulder.

"What about that one," Leah proposed, pointing towards a yellow dress that she gifted you for your anniversary last year. "Tried, it's too tight on my thighs," you responded. She hummed, looking elsewhere. "The red one," she questioned, met with another shake of your head. "Nope, felt like it was suffocating me," Leah nodded, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. "How about just a pair of jeans and a shirt then, hmm?"

"None of my jeans fit me, Le. Why do you think I've been walking around in sweatpants the past two weeks," you said, a slight hint of annoyance clear in your voice. "Okay, I'm sorry," she said softly, rubbing her hands over your stomach appreciatively. Before long, she turned you around in her grip, looking you into the eye.

"Would you rather stay home instead, chill on the couch and watch a film, that works for me too," Leah proposed. You casted your gaze down. That sounded perfect, but you didn't want to take this away from her and from you both. You knew how excited Leah had been for today, the day accentuated with a red circle on the calendar that hung in your home office. It'd been ages since the both of you spent some quality time outside the house, finally finding a vacant spot that you two wanted to make use of as best as possible.

She took your chin in between her thumb and index finger, slowly pushing your head back up. She placed one of her hands on the side of your face, rubbing your cheek affectionately. You braved a look at her, eyes slightly watery. "Are you sure," you questioned, but before you could express yourself further, Leah was already nodding. "I'm sure. All I want is to be with you, and I want you to be comfortable. We've got plenty of time together to go out for dinner, but if you'd rather stay in tonight, then we're staying in," she said, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. She wiped away a stray tear that had escaped your eye, pressing a soft kiss against the wet trail it had left behind.

"Come on, love, I'll change real quick and then we can get comfortable on the couch, hmm? I'll order us some food and then we can just enjoy a chill evening together, how's that sound," she said, her gaze still holding yours. You nodded, burying your face in the crook of her neck. "Perfect," you mumbled, earning an appreciative chuckle from your blonde lover who was rubbing her hands up and down your back affectionately.

A couple moments later you made your way downstairs, now dressed in a pair of fuzzy sweatpants and one of Leah's old Arsenal hoodies. You threw some of your softest blankets on the couch and made the both of you a cup of tea, that you were placing on the coffee table by the couch just as Leah came down too, having changed into something more forgiving than what she was wearing before.

"Mm, you read my mind," she said as she walked over, grabbing her mug from the table and taking a swig of her tea. "Just how I like it, thank you baby," she pressed a sweet, lingering kiss on your lips before pulling away and ordering some food.

"Pizza sound good?", she asked. "Pizza sounds great."

Your night went on quietly, the two of you cuddled up on the couch watching a show you'd discovered together, eating your pizza and stealing kisses from each other now and then.

When the third episode you watched in a row was coming to an end, Leah shifted her body so you were now laying on top of her instead of between her legs. She looked you in the eye and pushed a strand of hair behind your ears, a soft, loving gaze looking over you. "I love you, baby. So much," she started. "I don't care if we're out eating at a fancy restaurant or ordering pizza and binge watching our show, as long as you're my company, I don't care what we do," she smiled, pressing a soft kiss against the tip of your nose.

"You're the best, Le. Thank you for being so understanding. And thank you for being the best mum our baby boy could've wished for," at this, you could see Leah's eyes growing wet with unshed tears, forever emotionally affected when her son was mentioned. You grabbed her face in both hands and leaned in closer, pressing a firm kiss against her warm lips. She tasted salty, testament of a tear that managed to escape right before you leaned in.

Leah was the one who broke the kiss after a couple moments, you chasing her lips as you couldn't get enough of her. She chuckled before speaking up, "You're amazing. You carried this little human being inside your stomach for 9 months and then gave birth to it, bringing life to our son. I'm so proud of you and I'm way beyond amazed at what you did. You're wonderful, mama," the new nickname caused a tingle in your chest, but it also sent a shot of arousal somewhere deeper, something you didn't expect to happen.

Your breath hitched and you pulled back a little, cheeks flushing slightly red, to which Leah cocked an eyebrow at you. "Oh?", she questioned, a slight smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "That was an interesting reaction," she teased further, placing her hands on your thighs that were on each side of her body, now straddling her.

"Shut up," you said, throwing your head back and looking up at the ceiling. "I'll keep that one in mind," she said before pulling you back down to her, clasping her hands together at the back of your neck and pulling you into a heated kiss. Her lips were firm against yours, her tongue swiping across your bottom lip soon enough to ask for permission. You eagerly granted her that, opening your mouth to which you couldn't hold back a soft moan. Leah's tongue explored your mouth, kissing you with a fervor she hadn't for a while.

Truth be told, Leah and you hadn't really done anything like this since the birth of your son. You and your body were still exhausted from the pregnancy and as much as you wanted to be intimate with her, both the tiredness and the insecurity had held you both back. Leah had been patient, she had been incredible and hadn't pushed for anything. She knew you wanted to take things back up on your own accord and that's why she gave you space. But now, with her toned body beneath you, her hands roaming all over your upper body and her tongue licking into your mouth, you couldn't help but feel the arousal building between your legs.

"Le, please," you whimpered, sounding embarrassingly desperate after only a few minutes of kissing and wandering hands. She pulled away, a frown etched onto her face. "What's wrong, baby, are you okay?", she asked, worry laced into her voice. You grunted. "God, yeah, I'm more than okay. I-," you took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes. "I need you."

Leah's eyes widened slightly at your words, the look of surprise quickly changing into something else, a playful glint now appearing in her eyes. "Yeah? You sure?", she asked, more out of politeness than actual concern, her hands already starting to wander up your chest, inching closer towards your breasts.

Leah had always been more of a boob than bum girl, and safe to say she was devastated to learn throughout your pregnancy that any of her touches in that area caused you to wince due to the sensitivity of them.

You nodded sheepishly, closing your eyes when you felt Leah's hands grazing your boobs. Despite still clothed, you could feel goosebumps starting to form across your back, your body clearly affected by the slightest of touches provided by the woman tucked underneath you.

"Let's go upstairs, you might be a bit more comfortable", Leah said as she pulled her hands away from you. You knew she was only being mindful of you and your body, but truth be told – you couldn't care less now. You needed her and you needed her now.

You grumbled in response, leaning your head down into the juncture between Leah's shoulders and neck, starting to roll your hips against hers. You heard how Leah's breath hitched, fingers digging into your hips at the sensation. "Needy, huh?", she teased, to which you sunk your teeth into her neck, pulling a hiss out of your girlfriend before soothing the sing with a languid lick of your tongue.

"God, I missed you," Leah whimpered. "I missed this and I missed you, I missed the feeling of your body on top of me," she continued, her words clearly affecting you as you could feel the arousal between your legs growing. Before long, Leah sat the two of you up straight before sliding from underneath you, throwing her legs over the edge of the couch and getting up. "I was serious when I told you I wanted to go upstairs, baby," she smirked, holding her hands out for you to take, hoisting you up from the couch and leading the two of you upstairs to your bedroom.

As much as the touches were hungry and fleeting downstairs on the couch, the air had changed now. Leah's actions were slow, deliberate, calculated. Like she had planned this out weeks ago, like she knew exactly what she wanted to do to have you unraveling underneath her touch.

She closed the door behind you and was back onto you within a moment, wrapping her arms around your waist and kissing down the nape of your neck, licking a couple stripes from your upper back up until your ear, softly nipping on your earlobe which caused a low moan to fall from your lips.

You moved your arms behind you, steading yourselves by grabbing Leah's thighs. She continued her ministrations, kissing and licking across all your sensitive spots – she hadn't forgotten anything about how to properly please you. She still knew your body like the back of her hand; knew where to kiss, knew where to lick, knew where to touch.

But just in a second, the vibe hanging between the two of you had flipped completely. Leah manoeuvred the two of you towards the bed, but whilst doing so you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. It wasn't much, and it certainly wasn't long, but it brought the insecurities back from a couple hours ago that Leah had meticulously been working away.

Whereas you had been leaning into your girlfriend's touches and affection, you were now subtly pulling away, not trying to make it too obvious what was happening. You didn't want to get in your head about this. You wanted to enjoy this moment. You needed this, really. But you couldn't keep the thoughts at bay, and they were consuming your brain. You became too aware of your skin under Leah's fingertips, and you held a hand to her chest just before she could push you down onto the mattress.

Leah thought you needed a break for some air, but when you leaned your head down against her chest, she knew this was more than that. You couldn't see, but you knew a concerned frown would be etched onto your girlfriend's face. You felt bad, too. Downstairs, you had seen how excited she got when you told her you needed her – the twinkle in her eye gave everything away. One of your hands fisted Leah's shirt, desperately trying to ground yourself while your thoughts were running rampant around your head.

"Hey, hey, baby are you okay?", Leah tried, slowly coaxing your head away from her chest and pushing it back to eye-level. "Did I do anything wrong, did I hurt you?", you could hear how her voice was filled with concern, clearly thinking she was the one that caused you to want to take a step back.

"No, Le. It's not you," you took a deep breath. "It's me," you looked her in the eyes and continued speaking. "I'm just so self-conscious of my body and I don't know if I want you to see it like this," you took her hand in yours and played with her fingers. "I know you've seen it before, and you've definitely seen it since pregnancy, but not in this situation. And it's just got me in my head," you finished, the feeling of embarrassment not letting you go just yet.

Leah breathed out a sigh of relief before she moved around you, sitting down on the bed and patting her thighs, signaling you to come sit on her lap. You followed her instructions, sitting sideways on her lap, your arms around her neck. She gave you a second to get comfortable before she spoke. "You're beautiful, baby. I know these may be empty words but I promise you that I mean it. Your body is the living proof of the little boy you brought to life – that's an incredible achievement."

She held your gaze, trying to get through to you. "This, right here," she pointed between you and her. "is more than just based on pure bodily attraction. Yes, I still find you incredibly attractive. If anything, I find you more attractive than I did before your pregnancy, but I'm also just so in love with you. And that's not just based on how you look or how you feel beneath me, that's about you. You as a person, as a friend, as a lover and especially as a mother. I want to make love to you because you're you, not because you have a toned abdomen or because you have a bicep bulge." Leah held your face between her hands and pulled you closer to her, pressing a sweet kiss against your forehead. "Now, if you let me, let me show you just how much I love you, please."

You rested your forehead against her and exhaled deeply, affected by Leah's words. You gathered your thoughts and looked up at her, giving her a slight nod. She smiled. "I'll be gentle, I promise," you reciprocated her smile and leaned back in to her, softly pressing your lips against hers.

A couple moments later Leah shifted the two of you so you were now underneath her instead of on your lap, and brought you up the bed so you were resting comfortably against the pillows. "Good?", she questioned, you bit your lip and nodded. "Yeah, perfect."

Leah positioned her body on top of you, careful not to rest any weight on you. She placed her thighs on either side of your hips, leaning her head down and starting all over again. She pressed kisses against your cheeks, your nose, your neck, your jawline and eventually started moving down your body. Her hands wandered all over your clothed upper body, causing goosebumps to form over your skin.

"Can I take this off, love?", Leah questioned, looking you in the eye as she was playing with the hem of your hoodie. You slightly nodded, but your girlfriend didn't seem satisfied with the lack of response. "I'm gonna need words, baby," she continued, to which you verbally responded yes. "Good girl," she said quietly under her breath, but you caught it and you felt a jolt of arousal course through your body.

She took off your hoodie, revealing your upper body that was only covered by a bra now. "This too?", she asked, to which you seemed a bit more hesitant. "We can leave it on too, I don't mind," she reassured you, but you knew you'd have to get over it anyway. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You trusted her. She loved you and you knew that. "No, it's fine. Go ahead, please," you said.

Leah put an arm around your back and helped you up, unclasping your bra with the other hand – she couldn't conceal the smug grin growing on her face as she expertly removed your bra with one hand. "Still got it, huh," she teased, followed by you rolling your eyes and laying back against the pillows. "Shut it, Williamson."

Leah let her gaze fall to your chest, and she took a deep breath. "God, you're beautiful," she said, before leaning in closer. She seemed a little hesitant to connect her lips to your nipple, but any insecurity melted away once you tangled one of your hands into her blonde locks and tugged her against you.

A heady moan fell from your lips when Leah's warm mouth enveloped your nipple, the other one being rolled between her thumb and index finger. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive peak and you felt yourself involuntarily bucking into her. "Fuck, Le, that feels so good. I missed you," Leah hummed against you, the vibrations against your chest sending jolts of pleasure down to your core.

She let your nipple go with a pop and turned her attention to the other one, expertly sucking and flicking the nub until she felt she had adequately teased you. She came back up, lowering her body down on the bed as her head now rested on your stomach. "Can I take your sweats off, baby?", she asked, still mindful of getting consent from you for every thing she did. You appreciated it, but you'd come to a point where you just wanted her to get over with it. "Yes, Le, please," you whimpered. In other situations you would probably be embarrassed at how desperate your voice sounded, but you couldn't care less now.

Leah understood the need in your voice, and took both your sweatpants and underwear off in one swift movement. "So gorgeous," Leah mumbled under her breath. She came back up your body and leaned her head against the inside of your thigh, slowly pushing the other one open with her hand. "Still okay?", she asked. "More than okay, Le. Please, I need you. Really need you," you grumbled.

Leah took the hint and wasted no more time in getting down to it, burying her face into your heat and licking a long stripe from your entrance up until your clit. You let out a loud moan at the sensation, core already sensitive from how long it had been since you had been touched like that. "Fuck, Leah, just like that," you managed to get out, hands covering your eyes as you were overwhelmed by how good it felt.

Leah sucked, licked, kissed expertly, making sure not a single part of your pussy was left untouched. She shuffled between your legs and made place for her arm, two of her fingers now teasing your entrance as she was sucking on the sensitive, swollen bud of nerves sitting proudly at the top of your folds.

You could tell she was teasing you, fingers ever so slightly dipping in but pulling out before you could even properly feel it. You bucked your hips into her, trying to get some friction from her fingers. Leah chuckled and before you could register it, she inserted her fingers into you completely, the two of you moaning at the feeling.

"Oh, fuck," your breath hitched in your throat when Leah pulled back out, before pushing her fingers inside again. "Fuck, baby, that's so good. You feel so good inside of me," you continued, before a particularly good thrust of your fingers caused you to let out another wanton moan.

"You're so tight, love. I can tell it's been a while, you feel so good. I love making you feel good and I love seeing the faces you make while I'm fucking you," Leah had always been more on the vocal side during sex and you absolutely loved it, especially in moments like these where you needed a little more reassurance. Leah kept pumping her fingers in and out of you, not letting up by any means when she heard your moans grow higher in pitch.

"You're gonna make me cum, Le, please don't stop," you said, the ever so familiar sensation growing in your stomach. "Tell me you're beautiful," Leah said. Your eyes flew open and a confused frown etched onto your face, trying to process her words while she was still slamming into you with fervor. "I said, tell me you look beautiful. I'm not letting you cum before you tell me you look beautiful," she continued, sounding very determined.

You threw your head back and grunted, trying your hardest to keep your orgasm at bay – not the easiest of tasks with Leah going back to sucking your clit. "Please, Le," you pleaded, wanting nothing more than to release all the tension that was building up in your body.

Leah hummed against you in disapproval before detaching her mouth from your core. "It's easy, darling. Just tell me you're beautiful."

You grumbled, "fuck, I'm beautiful," you said, hoping she would finally let you cum now.

"Again," Leah said, speeding up her thrusts a bit more while looking you in the eyes. "Tell me again. Look me in my eyes and tell me again."

"I'm beautiful," you said again, tears welling up in your eyes with the intensity of pleasure that was coursing through your veins.

"One more time. Tell me one more time and I'll let you cum," Leah mumbled under her breath, before dipping her head back into your core, nuzzling herself deep, licking up and down your slit as she kept fingering you.

"I'm beautiful," you yelled, before you felt Leah give a tight squeeze against your thigh, signaling you that you were allowed to cum. Within seconds the coil in your belly snapped, overwhelming your body with pure pleasure. Your back arched off the bed, Leah trying to keep you in place to help you ride out your high – her fingers still pumping in and out of you, now with less intensity than before. You let out a long, low moan when you came down from your orgasm, your body falling back against the pillows – spent.

You chuckled and looked down at your girlfriend, who was wearing a smug smile as she leaned her face against your inner thigh. "You're insatiable, Le", you said, before she slowly pulled her fingers out of your core, to which you hissed – a feeling of emptiness overcoming your senses. She made sure you were watching her as she sucked her digits off one by one, swallowing every last drop of cum you had left on her fingers.

You threw your head back and groaned, feeling a new spike of arousal go down to your core as you watched her sensually bob her mouth up and down her fingers. She came back up after a while, letting you catch your breath for a little while longer before she spoke.

"You really are beautiful, baby. And I love you so incredibly much. I'm proud of you. Thank you for allowing me to do this," you opened your eyes and caught her gaze just as she finished speaking. You leant in and pressed a passionate kiss against her lips, pouring every single ounce of love and adoration you had for the woman next to you into the kiss. "Thank you for doing this. I needed it more than I thought I did. Thank you for being patient," you finished.

"Glad I could make you feel good, mama," she quipped back, a teasing glint in her eye at the use of a nickname she knew you liked, a revelation she only discovered a couple hours ago.

Before long, she found yourself on top of you again and you went at it for a second round, and a third. And maybe, after a warm shower together, even a fourth.

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Alabama chief justice Tom Parker wrote: “Even before birth, all human beings bear the image of God,

Full offence intended: Anyone as moronic as this worthless drooling goat-fucker and all of his brainless kind shouldn't legally be allowed to be employed in law, government or really any job where they're allowed any form of power or opinion.

Because seriously

We believe that each human being, from the moment of conception, is made in the image of God, created by him to reflect his likeness.”

Letting someone who believes deranged batshit garbage like this make laws relating to reproduction is like letting John Wayne Gacy decide the age of consent

[boy-gender]

I'm scared I'm going to lose my hormones (i may have already) and with abortion rights being overturned dysphoria is hitting me full force but I don't feel part of the conversation because I'm not Women :/

I understand the feeling, which is why instead of "womens health," I think of things by the organ.

I'm a man with a uterus- I need uterine care. I'm a man with ovaries- I need ovarian care. I'm a man with the ability to get pregnant, so I need pregnancy care- that includes access to safe, readily available abortions, but also includes genetic testing, and nutrition information, and access to birth doulas and midwives and doctors. Medical care needs to be less gendered. Not all cis women can get pregnant, so some dont need pregnancy care. Post menopausal cis women don't need the same type of care that a young cis girl undergoing puberty needs. There is no reason to gender this- theyre both womens care, but with entirely different needs. In the medical field we should be as specific as possible- specific to the organ, or the field, or the problem.

And, if I can add some additional perspective, abortion rights effect everybody. Everybody. Yes, even cisgender men who cannot in any way shape or form be at risk of pregnancy, have no need to ever go to a gynecologist, and "have no skin in this fight." They do, in fact. Everyone does. Because abortion rights are just one branch of the right to bodily autonomy. Being able to do what you want with your body without the interference of the government. This includes being able to transition, get an abortion, undergo IVF, choose how you want your body to be handled after you die, get tattoos, dye your hair, get shitty suspicious ear piercings at claires, be fat, do kink, eat a weed gummy, donate organs. All of these things should be decisions between yourself, since it's your body and you decide what goes on/in it, and the professional in that field whose help you are seeking. Your obgyn, your surgeon, your tattoo artist. The government should not be able to infringe on the rights of citizens making informed consensual decisions regarding their own autonomy.

That effects *everyone.* So I urge you to stay in the conversation not just because you may require abortion care, but because you are an autonomous person, and bodily autonomy is on the chopping block for all of us. You are a part of this conversation not because you're a woman, or because you have certain genitalia, but because you are a /person/.

[baronessblixen]

And May All Your Wishes Come True

Day three: Christmas list/wishes

I'm doing the 24 Days of X-Mas Files Challenge that msrafterdark posted!

Summary: What's Mulder's wish for Christmas? (fluff, wc: 1,395)

Tagging @today-in-fic

They are finishing up their latest case at the police station, with Scully filling out forms and both of them waiting for the social worker. Once more, the case has turned out not to be an x-files; rather than suspected werewolves, they’ve busted a cult that believed in human sacrifices to be performed at full moon. And not just any human sacrifices either.

Children.

There were so many children hidden away. Some who their parents had brought, and others who had been kidnapped. She still gets ice-cold shivers running down her spine, thinking of the small, terrified faces they’ve encountered.

Most children have been taken home to their desperate parents or to relatives. There’s only one boy left who doesn’t have anyone. And right before the Christmas holidays, too. She glances over at the boy who is sitting with Mulder and hanging on his every word. The sight causes a funny feeling in her stomach. She knows exactly what it is – and why – but she doesn’t want to admit it to herself. Even in the privacy of her own thoughts.

“Mr. Mulder,” the child says, unwrapping a piece of chocolate that Mulder must have had in his pocket. “Do you think Santa is real?”

“Oh, I know he is,” Mulder says with a smile.

“Really?” The boy scoots closer to him. “Have you seen him?”

“I have.”

Scully smiles. She just can’t help it. Despite everything, the boy trusts Mulder. He’s stuffed the chocolate into his mouth and is chewing noisily, staring at Mulder with his big brown eyes. There’s that feeling again, tugging at her insides. She tries to ignore it, but she can’t.

If she squints, she can just imagine that this child isn’t a stranger. That he isn’t someone else’s baby. With his shaggy brown hair he could be a mini Mulder. He could be Mulder’s and hers. But he isn’t. She knew that the IVF would mess with her hormones and her emotions, but she can’t let them overwhelm her. She needs to keep a professional distance. For the child’s sake and her own.

“Do you think Santa will still find me when I’m not home?” The boy’s demeanor has changed. He’s solemn now, his voice cracking with worry.

“He will, Jason,” Mulder assures him in a gentle tone. He touches Jason’s shoulder and squeezes it. “No matter where you are, Santa knows you and he will find you. Have you written a wish list for him? I’ll make sure he gets it.”

“You will?” The excitement in the boy’s voice returns. He’s almost in Mulder’s lap now, grinning up at him with so much hope and happiness that it breaks Scully’s heart.

“Of course. Santa is an old buddy of mine.”

“You’re the coolest, Mr. Mulder. But,” he trails off, a shaky sigh leaving his mouth.

“But what, Jason?”

“I didn’t write a list,” he says in a small voice. “I- we weren’t allowed to… I don’t think Santa would have come to that place.”

“Hey,” Mulder says, taking the boy under his arms and putting him in a chair. “I have an idea. Why don’t you write your Christmas list right here? There’s still some time. Let me- Scully, do you have a pen and some paper for us?” Both Mulder and Jason turn to her, wearing similar expressions. She swallows, not allowing her thoughts to go down that road again.

“Of course,” she says, finding her voice. All she has at hand is the bill from their motel. She folds it in half and hands it to Mulder who mouths a thank you. She’s just about done with filling out her form, so she gives him her pen, too.

“Here you go, Jason.”

“It won’t take long,” he says, already scribbling away. “I know exactly what I want.” Mulder and Scully exchange a look and exhausted smiles. After so many years together, she can read his face easily. She knows what he’s thinking. Her own secret thoughts that she didn’t want to admit to herself are written across Mulder’s face now.

She has to look away, afraid that if she doesn’t, she’ll start crying. They have one chance left. Just one. The IVF was a long shot to begin with but with every shot they take that doesn’t work, she just wants it more. And she wants it with Mulder. It’s not a new realization at all. After all, she asked him to be the sperm donor. But seeing him with Jason today has solidified her choice. It’s Mulder. In each and every way, it’s Mulder that she wants.

While Jason writes his Christmas list, the social worker arrives. Scully exchanges a few words with her and asks where they’re taking the boy. He has family on the other side of the country and that’s where he’ll go after the holidays.

Scully looks at him, at this boy whose tongue is peeking out while he draws a Christmas tree with presents under it on his list. He’s going to be fine. He’s going to get a home and a family who’ll love him the way he deserves.

“Jason, are you ready?” The social worker asks him.

“Just a second,” he says, turning to Mulder. “Have you written your Christmas list yet, Mr. Mulder?”

“I’m too old for Santa to visit me.” Mulder chuckles, but Jason shakes his head.

“You said you’re buddies. You have to have a wish, Mr. Mulder. I left you some space here.” The boy points at a blank space on the paper, right next to a doodle of a wrapped present. “You have to write it down,” Jason explains to him. “Or it won’t come true.”

“This is your list,” Mulder reminds him but the boy is adamant.

“What’s your biggest, greatest, bestest wish, Mr. Mulder?” Jason smiles at him, the gaps in his teeth showing.

“It’s-”

“No, you have to write it down. Right here.” The social worker chuckles and Scully can’t help but smile too.

“You’re very convincing,” Mulder says, running a hand through the boy’s hair. “I’ll write down a wish. Happy now?” Jason leans over and checks what Mulder has written. He glances at him and nods.

“You really make sure Santa gets my list?”

“I promise you, Jason.”

“And he’ll find me?”

“He’ll find you, no matter where you are.”

“Thank you, Mr. Mulder.” Jason throws himself at Mulder, who catches the boy and hugs him back. “I hope your wish comes true, too. Bye, Mr. Mulder. And bye, Agent Scully.”

“Bye, Jason,” she says, waving back at him.

“Cute kid,” Mulder says once Jason and the social worker have left. They’re finally free to go home, too.

“He really is. I hope he’ll recover from what he’s experienced.”

“He will,” Mulder says, sounding confident. “Did the social worker say where they’re taking him? I have to play Santa.” He smiles. “He wants a bike, and hm, a kitten. That one might be difficult. But he should get his bike. Don’t you think?” She nods, not trusting her words. She knows Mulder will move heaven and earth so that Jason will get his bike Christmas morning. And whatever else is on that list. Just to give the boy a reason to keep believing, to keep going. That’s her Mulder.

“What did you wish for?” she asks once they get to their car.

“Oh, you know,” he says nonchalantly. “The usual.”

“Which is what?” To her surprise, he hands her the piece of paper before he starts the car. She quickly reads through Jasons’s wishes before she stumbles upon Mulder’s familiar scrawl. Her heart constricts as she reads his words: ‘I wish that my best friend’s greatest wish comes true’.

“Mulder,” she whispers, her emotions overwhelming her.

“It’s all I want,” he says, quickly glancing over at her. He takes one hand off the wheel and grabs hers. “And not just for you, Scully. I want this for us. Spending time with Jason today, I- Christmas is the time to ask for miracles, right? Maybe we can make one. Hell, we’re due for one.” She sniffs, wiping a few tears away. “Hold on to that list. I know you’re the skeptic here, but… I want to believe. I do believe, Scully.”

“I do, too,” she admits, and Mulder squeezes her hand. And maybe, just maybe, their wish will come true.

[solarbird]

Let’s talk a little about the recently-noticed hatred of in vitro fertilisation coming from Trump’s MAGA base, because while it’s being treated as new, it’s not actually new. It’s only recently risen back up to visibility – ahead, even, of their hatred of contraception – thanks to Trump’s success in overturning Roe v. Wade using his Republican-packed Supreme Court.

I’ve seen a lot of people publicly wonder why the Christofash are so against IVF, given that their whole procedure is about “more babies,” and they say they actually want “more [white] babies.” I’ve also seen people suggest that it’s solely about controlling women, and, well, of course that’s kind of true, because so very very much of what they do is about control over women.

But while there is some “separating procreation and sex is bad” thought out there – particularly amongst far-right Catholics – it’s actually far more consistent than that. At least, in its origins and early discussion.

It is, in fact, the direct result of them finding out more about IVF. They found out that multiple eggs are fertilised at once, with the most apparently healthy being implanted, and the others kept frozen. They then asked themselves a couple of… I hate to say it, but reasonable questions:

If every fertilised egg is a person, why doesn’t that apply in cases of destroyed fertilised eggs left over from IVF treatments? Why aren’t we condemning the destruction of human life that happens as part of IVF?

If you hold their professed beliefs – and some of them actually do – then the answer is obvious. They naturally then came to that obvious conclusion, one that’s entirely reasonable for those who have decided against all reason that a fertilised egg is in fact an actual whole person. They decided that yes, this is the same thing, it is a person, and no, IVF should not be allowed in its current form because yes, it is murder.

All of this is, again, nonsense. But it’s a rare bit of consistent nonsense from them, and you can see how it follows from a certain point of view.

And as they came to this conclusion – some decades ago now – they knew it would be impossible in the near term to even approach it, politically. Certainly not with Roe v. Wade the law of the land, which even to those with a focused interest in IVF was a far, far bigger issue to tackle.

Besides, the people involved in this – the Beverly LaHaye crowd were involved, but not just them – actually did empathise with people trying to have children. The goal, that was fine; the method, however, was not.

So they started a campaign to try to “save” what they started calling “snowflake babies.” It was a campaign, a recruitment effort to find volunteers who would have these leftover zygotes implanted, and then carry them to term as their own. Married heterosexual women only need apply, of course – their secondary worries about IVF included thoughts that it would somehow let THE HOMOSEXUALS have children, and they were, naturally, stridently opposed.

But honestly? If someone wants to get pregnant with a leftover IVF-fertilised egg, great! Go for it. I hate the whole “married heterosexual cisgendered women only” part of course, but the rest? It’s fine! Knock yourselves out.

At the time, it almost sounded like them trying to take positive action themselves for once, rather than just driving hate against others. I even allocated a little bit of hope that maybe it marked the beginning of a healthier trend.

Alas, it did not. But at that time, it couldn’t be ruled out.

Regardless, none of this ever went away. Bush II threw them a token amount of money in his first term to promote the idea, there are some small organisations still promoting “embryo adoption,” and the term “snowflake babies” still shows up once in a while.

Really, though, they see it as a stopgap, or even harm reduction. At its core, their fight is still to define every fertilised egg as a full human being with not just full rights, but more rights than anyone carrying it.

So those aren’t backup or redundant fertilised eggs, those are “snowflake babies,” and therefore cleaning the dish containing them is murder – no matter how many actual, real new parents and actual, real new children IVF procedures help create.

Accordingly, IVF must go, for the heartache of would-be parents pales to nothing next to the God-given inalienable rights of…

…a single frozen cell in a dish, which matters ever so impossibly more than any real child ever could matter to any of them.

Now you know how they got here, and you know that this isn’t a fad, and that it will not be something they easily give up. And since this whole line of thought is absolute batshittery to anyone not buried deep in the inner nooks and crannies of their bizarre cult, hopefully you have a better idea how to use this particular bullshit against them.

Good luck out there, and good hunting.

75 days remain.

[hellsdisneyprincess]

((The following is a drabble I have been compelled to write for personal reasons. The information Charlie learns from this would be canon for all versions of her, but how she learns it may vary, especially depending on if interactions with specific others lead to where it's found out a different way. So it's in a weird spot canon wise to this blog.

This can be used as an open starter if you want, but it isn't being written that way specifically. As such, it's more fantasy science than actual plot or drabble. But take that as you will.

Charlie felt really small right about now, alone in an empty conference room at the hotel. She probably could have made it to her room if she wanted, but her singular goal was to be alone as soon as possible and the conference room she occupied was a lot closer to the ground floor than her bedroom was. In front of her was a pill bottle. Another was a piece of paper. Both she got from Belphagor earlier that day. Together they represented the truth about something she'd always wanted.

There was a high chance she wasn't going to be able to have children of her own.

It had been so simple when it was laid out. Her mother was a human, her father an angel. But adding to the mix is that when they fell, they both acquired demonic traits so that was also added to her genetic makeup as well. There had been instances of those who were mixes of two of these. Rare of course, but not unheard of. But all three? Charlie was the only documented case. That was the problem.

When a woman's eggs formed, each held half of her DNA, the rest to be supplemented by the father to make a new individual. But the half that ended up in them couldn't just be chosen. It was random. This would be fine and a non-issue for most others, but was a big deal for Charlie. There was no telling how much of any of those three sources would be in the egg. Meaning, there was no way to know if there was enough of any given one in a singular egg to be truly compatible with the father of her hypothetical child to actually be viable.

On top of that, her mixed heritage had impacted her hormones the most. She'd known that she wasn't particularly gifted with certain assets, but that was only a visible symptom of the larger issue. The hormones of humans, demons, and angels didn't quite align as well as they could, and sometimes seemed to actively compete. So her cycles were irregular at best and there was no telling what they would do when they ramped up during pregnancy.

In other words, in order to naturally have a child, she'd have to happen to have sex in the sweet spot of timing. Be ovulating with a egg that happened to not only have enough of one of her genetic sources to match with someone, but have that someone be her partner at that time, then it needed to implant, and somehow still remain viable as it developed, all the while just hope that her own body didn't attack her unborn child or otherwise just shutdown the whole process.

But it wasn't like she could now have unprotected sex with wild abandon since pregnancy concerns were among the top reasons she refrained (but not the only, as there was still public image to consider). While her chances of getting pregnant was lower than most, it still was the most likely part of this whole process. So what she was actually looking at was a lifetime of miscarriages in her future. Because even if they used treatments such as IVF to at least ensure that a suitable egg was matched up (assuming she even fucking had any), her body needed to cooperate and Charlie wasn't sure it could do that.

Which brought her to where she was now. The pills were meant as a first step to at least get her hormones in check, but considering how unique her biology was, it was going to take a lot of trial and error. This was only the start of the first attempt. Her immediate future was going to be full of mood swings, discomfort, pain, and the like until they managed to find the right mix to keep her under control for the time being.

Charlie had been holding it all in but now, alone, she couldn't help but start to cry. She'd seen how hard her parents had tried to have children and that was only after she came along. Hell, there might never have been a curse at all. She arrived before DNA was really discovered, let alone its role in reproduction. But it all meant that she had spent enough time in the empty halls of the palace longing for siblings. For a large family. But it never came. That dream became to bear one herself.

But it looks like that was taken from her too.

So here she was, alone in the dark conference room, mourning the loss of children who have yet to have a chance, since they very likely wouldn't.

Edit to add: Because of the potentially sensitive nature of this, if you do reply to it, I may be a bit selective on actually making it a thread.

[riya17488729]

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[yashodaivffertilitycentre]

विस्तार में जानिये आईवीएफ(IVF) और IVF उपचार, लागत, प्रक्रिया, सफलता दर

हाल के वर्षों में, आईवीएफ (इन विट्रो फर्टिलाइजेशन) ने भारत में लोकप्रियता हासिल की है, अगर प्राकृतिक गर्भधारण संभव नहीं है तो कई जोड़े इसे चुनते हैं। यदि आप गर्भधारण के बारे में अधिक जानने में रुचि रखते हैं, तो आप "गर्भधारण का हिंदी में अर्थ"(Conceive Meaning In Hindi.)  पर हमारा ब्लॉग पोस्ट देख सकते हैं। इसके अतिरिक्त, यदि आप आईवीएफ और गर्भधारण में मदद करने की इसकी क्षमता के बारे में उत्सुक हैं, तो पढ़ना जारी रखें। आईवीएफ, जिसे "टेस्ट ट्यूब बेबी (test tube baby" treatment)" उपचार के रूप में भी जाना जाता है, में शरीर के बाहर अंडे और शुक्राणु को मिलाकर एक भ्रूण बनाया जाता है, जिसे बाद में गर्भाशय में प्रत्यारोपित किया जाता है। यह उन जोड़ों के लिए एक लोकप्रिय विकल्प है जो बांझपन की समस्या का सामना कर रहे हैं।

आईवीएफ क्या है? What is IVF?

आईवीएफ(IVF), या इन विट्रो फर्टिलाइजेशन (In Vitro Fertilization), उन जोड़ों के लिए एक सामान्य उपचार है जो स्वाभाविक रूप से बच्चे पैदा नहीं कर सकते हैं। सबसे पहले, एक भ्रूण बनाने के लिए एक महिला के अंडे और एक पुरुष के शुक्राणु को एक प्रयोगशाला में मिलाया जाता है। फिर, भ्रूण को महिला के गर्भ में रख दिया जाता है। यदि आप बच्चा पैदा करने के लिए संघर्ष कर रहे हैं, तो आईवीएफ आपके लिए एक विकल्प हो सकता है। यह व्यापक रूप से उपलब्ध है, और ऐसे कई डॉक्टर हैं जो मदद कर सकते हैं। साथ ही, लागत बहुत अधिक नहीं है, इसलिए इस पर विचार करना ज़रूरी है। बस याद रखें, आईवीएफ जटिल हो सकता है, और प्रक्रिया शुरू करने से पहले आपको कुछ परीक्षण करवाने होंगे। लेकिन स��ी सहयोग के साथ, कई जोड़ों को आईवीएफ में सफलता मिलती है। यदि आप नवी मुंबई में हैं, तो आप यशोदा आईवीएफ सेंटर (Yashoda IVF Centre)में आईवीएफ उपचार का पता लगा सकते हैं। वे आईवीएफ प्रक्रिया के दौरान विशेषज्ञ देखभाल और मार्गदर्शन प्रदान करते हैं।

आईवीएफ पर किसे विचार करना चाहिए? Who Should Consider IVF?

कई महिलाएं प्राकृतिक रूप से गर्भधारण करने में असफल हो जाती हैं। इसलिए उन्हें आईवीएफ के विकल्प पर विचार करना चाहिए। महिलाएं आईवीएफ उपचार करा सकती हैं। हालाँकि, आईवीएफ से कौन लाभान्वित हो सकता है, इसके बारे में कोई सख्त नियम नहीं हैं। प्रत्येक व्यक्ति की परिस्थितियाँ और स्थितियाँ काफी भिन्न होंगी। नवी मुंबई में सर्वश्रेष्ठ आईवीएफ उपचार केंद्र (best IVF treatment center in Navi Mumbai) तक पहुंचने की सलाह दी जाती है। आपको एक डॉक्टर से परामर्श लेना चाहिए जो आपकी सहायता कर सके। यदि आप निम्नलिखित मानदंडों को पूरा करते हैं तो आप IVF पर विचार कर सकते हैं:

• आप अंतर्गर्भाशयी गर्भाधान में असफल रहे हैं।

• आप एंडोमेट्रियोसिस से पीड़ित हैं।

• आपकी उम्र अधिक है.

• आपका डिम्बग्रंथि रिजर्व कम है।

• आपको आनुवंशिक विकार हैं और आप इन्हें अपने बच्चे को नहीं देना चाहते।

• आपकी फैलोपियन ट्यूब क्षतिग्रस्त हो गई हैं।

आपको या आपके साथी को प्रजनन संबंधी समस्याएं हैं। उपरोक्त स्थितियों का सामना करने वाली महिलाएं या जोड़े आईवीएफ को एक विकल्प के रूप में मान सकते हैं। अनुशंसित उपचार विकल्प चुनने की अनुशंसा की जाती है। यदि आपको लगता है कि बच्चों के बिना जीवन अधूरा है, तो आपको आईवीएफ पर विचार करना चाहिए। ऐसी स्थितियां हैं जहां आप अस्पष्टीकृत बांझपन का अनुभव करेंगे। इसलिए, यदि आप अनिश्चित हैं, तो आपको उचित प्रजनन उपचार चुनने पर विचार करना चाहिए।

आईवीएफ के लिए आयु सीमा क्या है? What is the Age Limit for IVF?

जब आईवीएफ की बात आती है, तो आपको यह जानना होगा कि कोई आयु सीमा है या नहीं। अगर आप आईवीएफ कराना चाहते हैं तो आपकी एक निश्चित उम्र होनी चाहिए। हालाँकि, आईवीएफ की उम्र और सफलता दर में गहरा संबंध है। 35 वर्ष से कम उम्र की महिलाओं में आईवीएफ की सफलता दर अधिक होने की संभावना है। इसका मुख्य कारण यह है कि 35 वर्ष की आयु के बाद जीवन की मात्रा और गुणवत्ता कम हो जाती है। इसलिए, गर्भधारण करना मुश्किल होगा। यदि आप 35 वर्ष की आयु के बाद गर्भधारण करती हैं, तो भी गर्भपात की दर थोड़ी अधिक होगी। 40 की ��म्र के अंत में महिलाओं को IVF पर विचार करना चाहिए। इसके अलावा, वे डोनर अंडे का विकल्प भी चुन सकते हैं। हालाँकि, परामर्श विकल्प चुनने की सलाह दी जाती है।

आईवीएफ में कितना समय लगता है? How Long Does IVF Take?

आईवीएफ की अवधि पर विचार करना उचित है। डॉक्टरों के अनुसार, आईवीएफ के सामान्य चक्र में लगभग दो से तीन सप्ताह लगते हैं। डायग्नोस्टिक वर्कअप पर भी विचार किया जाएगा। इस दौरान, कई प्रक्रियाएं शुरू की जाएंगी, जैसे डिम्बग्रंथि उत्तेजना, पुनर्प्राप्ति और स्थानांतरण। दो से तीन सप्ताह के बाद, आपको यह सुनिश्चित करने की ज़रूरत है कि आप यह निर्धारित करने के लिए 7-10 दिनों तक प्रतीक्षा करें कि आप गर्भवती हैं या नहीं। इससे आनुवंशिक भ्रूणों की बढ़ी हुई संख्या भी निर्धारित होगी। यदि आप शुरुआती चरण में अच्छी गुणवत्ता वाले अंडे का उत्पादन करते हैं, तो आप उन्हें बाद के चरणों के लिए भी उपयोग कर सकते हैं। आपको डिम्बग्रंथि उत्तेजना और पुनर्प्राप्ति के लिए एक तेज़ और कुशल सत्र चुनने की आवश्यकता है। एक निश्चित अवधि के बाद, आपको पुनर्प्राप्ति चक्र पर अपडेट के लिए एक महीने तक इंतजार करना होगा। हालाँकि, आपके जमे हुए भ्रूण का उपयोग करने के लिए कोई समय प्रतिबंध नहीं है। इस प्रकार के प्रजनन उपचार से गुजरना एक भावनात्मक अनुभव साबित हो सकता है।

आईवीएफ की लागत कितनी है? How Much Does IVF Cost?

आईवीएफ (IVF) की लागत काफी भिन्न होगी। आपको सर्वोत्तम नैतिक प्रथाओं को अपनाने वाले सर्वोत्तम बांझपन उपचार केंद्र से संपर्क करने पर विचार करना चाहिए। लागत समझने के लिए आप क्लिनिक से संपर्क कर सकते हैं। आपके द्वारा चुने गए उपचार के प्रकार के आधार पर आईवीएफ की लागत भी अलग-अलग होगी।

नवी मुंबई, भारत में आईवीएफ की लागत कितनी है? How much IVF Cost in Navi Mumbai, India

भारत में आईवीएफ उपचार की लागत क्लिनिक, आवश्यक उपचार के प्रकार और किसी भी अतिरिक्त प्रक्रिया जैसे विभिन्न कारकों के आधार पर भिन्न हो सकती है। सटीक अनुमान प्राप्त करने के लिए भारत में विभिन्न क्लीनिकों से आईवीएफ लागत के बारे में पूछताछ करना आवश्यक है। नवी मुंबई, भारत में आईवीएफ उपचार की लागत और अन्य क्लीनिकों की तुलना में इसकी तुलना के बारे में अधिक जानने के लिए, आप हमारे ब्लॉग पोस्ट पर जा सकते हैं: "जानें कि यशोदा आईवीएफ के साथ भारत में आईवीएफ उपचार ("Know How much IVF treatment cost In India with Yashoda IVF") की लागत कितनी है"। हम आईवीएफ लागत को प्रभावित करने वाले कारकों पर विस्तृत जानकारी प्रदान करते हैं और आपकी प्रजनन यात्रा के बारे में सूचित निर्णय लेने में अंतर्दृष्टि प्रदान करते हैं।

नवी मुंबई में सर्वश्रेष्ठ आईवीएफ केंद्र Best IVF Centre in Navi Mumbai

आईवीएफ उपचार पर विचार करते समय, नवी मुंबई में सबसे अच्छा आईवीएफ केंद्र (best IVF centre in Navi Mumbai) ढूंढना महत्वपूर्ण है। अनुभवी चिकित्सा पेशेवरों और प्रजनन उपचार में उच्च सफलता दर वाला एक प्रतिष्ठित केंद्र चुनना आवश्यक है। नवी मुंबई में यशोदा आईवीएफ फर्टिलिट�� और आईवीएफ सेंटर गुणवत्तापूर्ण प्रजनन उपचार चाहने वाले व्यक्तियों के लिए शीर्ष विकल्पों में से एक है। हालाँकि, गहन शोध करने और सिफारिशें मांगने से आपको सही आईवीएफ केंद्र ढूंढने में मदद मिल सकती है जो आपकी आवश्यकताओं और आवश्यकताओं को पूरा करता है। नवी मुंबई में यशोदा आईवीएफ फर्टिलिटी और आईवीएफ सेंटर (IVF Centre in Navi Mumbai) इस क्षेत्र के सर्वश्रेष्ठ आईवीएफ केंद्रों में से एक है, जो रोगी के आराम और सफलता पर ध्यान देने के साथ व्यापक प्रजनन सेवाएं प्रदान करता है।

मुंबई में रहने वाले व्यक्तियों के लिए, सर्वोत्तम आईवीएफ केंद्र ढूंढना सर्वोपरि है। मुंबई में कई प्रसिद्ध प्रजनन क्लीनिक हैं जो जोड़ों को माता-पिता बनने के सपने को हासिल करने में मदद करने के लिए अत्याधुनिक सुविधाएं और व्यक्तिगत उपचार योजनाएं प्रदान करते हैं। यशोदा आईवीएफ फर्टिलिटी सेंटर, कामोठे, अलीबाग, वाशी और मनगांव में अपनी शाखाओं के साथ, मुंबई में सबसे अच्छे आईवीएफ केंद्रों में से एक के रूप में मान्यता प्राप्त है, जो दयालु देखभाल और प्रभावी प्रजनन समाधान प्रदान करता है।

निष्कर्ष (Conclusion)

दुनिया भर में बांझपन एक बड़ा मुद्दा है। आईवीएफ (IVF), या इन विट्रो फर्टिलाइजेशन, बांझपन का इलाज करने का अवसर देकर आशा की किरण प्रदान करता है। इस अभूतपूर्व तकनीक में गर्भ के बाहर शुक्राणु के साथ अंडों को निषेचित किया जाता है, जिसे बाद में गर्भाशय में प्रत्यारोपित किया जाता है, और सफल गर्भावस्था के मामलों में यह एक बच्चे के रूप में विकसित होता है। "टेस्ट ट्यूब बेबी" तकनीक के रूप में अधिक लोकप्रिय, आईवीएफ प्रजनन उपचार में गेम-चेंजर है और जोड़ों को उनके दिल से माता-पिता बनने की इच्छा देता है।

किसी भी सुचारू संचालन के लिए एक उल्लेखनीय और पेशेवर चिकित्सा टीम को चिह्नित करना आवश्यक हो जाता है। विभिन्न आईवीएफ केंद्रों पर शोध करने, समीक्षाओं को पढ़ने और दोस्तों से संदर्भ लेने से जोड़ों को एक ऐसी सुविधा चुनने में मदद मिल सकती है जो उनकी आवश्यकताओं और अपेक्षाओं को सर्वोत्तम रूप से पूरा करेगी। हालाँकि कुछ बाधाएँ हैं; आईवीएफ उन जोड़ों के लिए प्रकाश की किरण प्रदान करता है जो इससे जुड़ी समस्याओं से जूझ रहे हैं जो उन्हें अपने सपनों के परिवार के साथ लंबे भविष्य के लिए आशा और आशावाद देता है।

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Joey | Indie down under

Jack was in Monaco, Indie still in London at their house after coming down with a horrendous illness.

Jack told her to come, that the sunshine would be nice and that they could stay in France after the race have a nice break. She’d been really hard on herself lately, strict diets and workouts to keep her body on top form for IVF.

It was day three of laying on the couch doing nothing but watching free practice on the tv, a soft smile on her face everytime he appeared on the screen.

Their dog, Nova had situated herself uncomfortably close to Indie, giving her little to no personal space.

“Nov, girlie you got you move”

She wasn’t budging, the dog stood firmly by her side, her head rested on the couch next to her belly.

“You’re a Velcro dog you know that?” Before she could continue her rant to the dog, the door rang making Indie trudge off the couch to the door where the Amazon delivery man was standing smiling

“Package for Indie Doohan”

“That’s me, thanks!”

She frowned, shaking the package “What did I order?”

Ripping open the package on the kitchen counter, a tampax box fell out. Her repeat order on Amazon coming for the month.

“I have a full box still from my last order, I thought I had it on every two month-“

It took her a moment to register before her body filled with dread.

“I’m late”

She almost fell over the shoes Jack had discarded in the hallway on her run into the bathroom, ripping open the drawers to find the tests.

Her hands shook as she held it, she hadn’t taken one in months. Jack had made her promise to stop, only letting the doctors do it as she was upsetting herself.

She read the instructions carefully, not like she hadn’t done it a million times but she was scared she’d mess it up.

Once the lid was in place she put it down on the counter and began the tap, to splash her face.

“Indie calm down, it’s probably not, you’re not do not get your hopes up” she snapped at herself.

When the timer on her phone went off, she snatched it off the marble counter immediately.

Her hands shook, knees weak as she sobbed out. The cross on the test was so red, it was so strong. She had never seen that before, she took a moment to remember this, the view of a pink cross on her test. The first time she’d ever witnessed it.

Indie sat on the bathroom floor for an hour crying to herself, holding the test and looking at it again and again just to ensure her mind wasn’t playing tricks.

When she finally pulled herself off the floor Nova was standing outside the door, looking concerned before jumping up to her inline with her belly

Indie’s eyes grew soft “Nova… you knew”

It took her all of ten minutes to pack a bag, call the dog sitter and book an Uber. She was going to Jack.

In Monaco, Jack was worried out his mind after trying to get in contact with Indie and receiving no reply. He got the notification on his phone that Amazon had delivered her stuff, ultimately understanding she would be upset because of it.

He text her before he went to bed

I love you, it’s going to be ok. This isn’t your fault In.

She never received it, after forgetting to pick up her phone charger in her rush.

It took some convincing the front desk staff that she was in fact Jack’s wife not some weird fan trying to get into his room at two in the morning. But they did finally give in after she told them to look back at his booking last year with her name on the reservation, it also helped she was almost in tears.

She tried to be quiet getting into the room, with race day in the morning she didn’t want to wake him up. That failed when she tripped over his suitcase in the dark and yelled out in pain.

The bedside light switched on immediately and Jack was startled “Who the- Indie?”

“Help?” She mumbled, hand out for him to take.

“Babe what are you, why are you on the floor?” He asked, pulling her onto the bed with him “why are you here?”

Indie couldn’t help the smile on her face “I can’t, I can’t hold it in I’m going to burst and I’ve been thinking about this moment for,since we met and yeah I wanted it to be cute and instagramable but it isn’t and I don’t care-“

“Indie calm down”

“I can’t because we’re having a baby!”

The room went silent, Jack’s mouth dropped open and indie couldn’t stop smiling “You’re-“

“Pregnant, with child, having a baby. I’m having your baby!”

In one swift motion indie was on her back being attacked with kisses “I love you, I love you”

She cradled his face in her hands “We are going to be parents, Jack”

He smiled, hand sprawled across her belly “Hi little Joey”

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