Eek! I’m so sorry I’ve been such a bad blogger/blogging friend lately. I’m planning on catching up and reading all of your blogs over the next few days- I’ve missed getting to read your stories and interacting with you all! … Continue reading
This weekend will be my first to get to celebrate Mother’s Day with the affirmation of two pink lines that are a symbol of what is to hopefully become a dream come true, but my heart is heavy this week thinking of those who don’t have the child they have prayed and yearned for for much longer than I ever have. For the Mothers who have lost, or are on the adoption waiting list, for those who ache for the child they have never met, for those that have experienced failed attempts at infertility treatments, for those who have heard the crushing news that it is unlikely they will ever conceive, for those who have been told to “wait” when everyone else has been given the “go ahead”. My heart hurts for those who have lost their Mothers, for the countless children waiting and aching for just one chance to experience the unconditional love of a Mother but have been rejected and forgotten. For the Mother who just gave her baby up and is going about her day as usual, but on the inside aching that no one but God and the Hospital staff will ever know that she had to give up being celebrated this day.
This day brings many Mothers joy, yes, but it also stings to the deepest core for many. If the thought of your husband squeezing your hand in Church because he is the only one to recognize your pain while other Mother’s joys are recognized with a flower is just too much, it ok to not attend! Spend the day with Him and know that you are not forgotten or alone and you are not a failure. No matter what your circumstance is that brings hurt instead of joy on this day, you are brave for trying when the prospects are bleak, for loving still when it hurts so bad, dreaming despite the many set-backs, praying when all that comes are tears. The journey each of us is on is unique, with no guarantees that your path will take you to your intended destination, but through it all, God is with us, carrying us when we tell Him we can no longer stand, recording each tear that falls. He loves and cares for us, His plans are good and He will use your story for His purpose and glory and it will be beautiful. My heart hurts for all of those who hurt this day and I wish I could give you all a flower of your own because, like so many others have pointed out, it’s not merely giving birth that makes the Mother.
So, I was going to wait till tomorrow when I had my beta numbers, just in case something happened, but then I knew that this group of women would be most understanding of all if something happens, so I wanted to share with you all that I received my first positive pregnancy test ever 2 days ago!!! I can hardly believe it! It really does feel like a dream. I can’t thank all of you enough for the encouragement and prayers! Here is the story:
Over the weekend was the Army Aviation Ball, and I was feeling good, minus some cramping and bloat (not the best when I picked a form fitting dress last minute because the dress I had ordered two months previously never came) We had a great time, but my mind was on the day when I would test. That night, the cramps were probably the most I could feel this far and I had made up my mind I would wait until 9dp3dt to test- I wasn’t going to wait till beta day because Alex leaves for the week and I wanted to be able to know the results in person before he left.
The morning came and I was preparing myself for one line (the usual), telling myself its still pretty early, while hoping for maybe a glimpse of faint line at the very least. I was shaking when I ripped open the pregnancy test. I was so nervous that I just about peed everywhere but the right place on the test! So I guess I don’t do very well under pressure. No results showed up on that test. Test #2 I decided to be safe and grabbed a little tupperware. Alex and I were both hovered over the sink and the line immediately showed up before the control! Alex said “Amy!! Its a line! I see two lines!!” We hugged and kissed and couldn’t really believe our eyes! We were pregnant! It wasn’t a faint squinter either! It was as dark as the control line! We skyped our parents and siblings to let them know (since they all know we are doing IVF and were anxious to hear!) I took another test in the afternoon because Alex wanted to see two lines again (alright, so did I!) and again, we got a very dark couple of lines! I didn’t test yesterday and then I tested today again and those two pink lines showed up in full force!
I’m so happy, and feeling great! I can’t stop thanking God for this wonderful answer to prayers- He is so, so gracious and good! I also found out that our little embryos had some help with assisted hatching. I am just amazed and shocked and just so, so thankful that I can hardly think straight! Tomorrow is the beta blood test and I am so anxious to hear officially that we are, in deed pregnant and this is real!
Today for me marks 5 days past my 3 day transfer or 5dp3dt. Thanks to the internet, I look up each day the progress our little babies might be making! It goes something like this:
1dp3dt: Embryo is growing and developing turning from a 6-8 cell embryo into a morula
2dp3dt: Embryo’s cells continue to divide and morula is now a blastocyst (If you did a 5 day transfer, this is the stage you did your transfer!)
3dp3dt: Blastocyst hatches out of shell
4dp3dt: Blastocyst attaches to a site on the uterine lining (I also read that this day the blastocyst has about 100 cells, although it wasn’t a scholarly journal so this could be inaccurate)
5dp3dt: Implantation begins as the blastocyst attaches deeper into the lining
6dp3dt: Implantation process continues
7dp3dt: Implantation is complete, cells that will eventually become placenta and fetus have begun to develop
8dp3dt: Placenta cells begin to secrete HHCG in the blood
9dp3dt: fetal development continues and more HCG is produced as fetus develops
10dp3dt: more fetal development continues and more HCG is produced as fetus develops
11dp3dt: HCG levels are now high enough to detect a pregnancy
12dp3dt: This is the day I go to the clinic to get the blood test!
One of my rituals each day is to check the process of development the babies are hopefully making! Its kind of special to get to follow along in the process when most people are clueless that they’re even pregnant! My 2ww is almost halfway through- beta test is one week from today and so far I really have no symptoms at all, even though I’m conscientiously analyzing every twinge, cramp, bloat, and every other bodily function/fluctuation like a crazy lady!
Some “expert” advice I’ve read via ladies in forums while googling (hehe) is to relax, think positively, no sex, no googling symptoms, eating the core of pineapple to help aid in implantation, etc. My thoughts on this advice is that its similar to the advice of “relax” and it will just happen. I understand the benefit to my body and mind about thinking positively, but whether these babies implant or not doesn’t is not in my control, nor is it in the power of the Doctor. Its completely in God’s hands, so while I am hopeful that this procedure will result in a pregnancy, if it doesn’t, its not going to be because I did or didn’t eat the core of a pineapple. (Just in case you’re wondering, I did eat a pineapple because I will try anything that might be helpful for the babies, however the fate of this FET does not depend on it!)
Before the transfer was my time of doubt. When the Doctor told us our embryos were poor quality, I was so disappointed, crushed to be honest. Then the transfer happened and I saw the little bubbly embryos on the screen. It was such a unique feeling that passed over me and has left its remnants in my heart and mind. I know our chances of this not working are just as high (and even higher) than it succeeding given our 2 day 3 medium and pretty good embryo, but its easier to hope now that I have the picture of them in my mind. The transfer was nothing like the retrieval. The retrieval was scary and painful, the transfer was calming and sweet and miraculous. I may have very different emotions if I have to go for a second (or third or fourth, fifth and sixth) FET, but after my first frozen embryo transfer, I was just thankful. For the gift of these two embryos we have been given for these couple of weeks(although I’m praying for more and more!!). The knowledge that they could be developing and growing and implanting is just amazing! I think the power of positive thinking may be onto something, or is it the power of hope?
“But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently”- Romans 8:25
Our Frozen Embryo Transfer (FET) is all set for this Friday- only 3 days away!! I went into the appointment preparing myself for the possibility of a cancellation for some reason or another, since so far it has been impossible to predict how things will go, but everything is on track and set! I am really a ball of emotions; I’m nervous, excited, anxious and it changes from moment to moment. I have really been trying to just be grateful for what I have right now, to be able to try and expand our family through IVF is something I never thought possible or that I would have to do- but I am so grateful for that we are here, a place we’ve never been before, 3 days away from transferring 2 of our embryo babies back to me(where they belong!). We had our first round of IVF back in December, and its now April, so it just feels unreal to be closer than we ever have been to pregnancy!
Up until this point, I have no idea if we have ever been able to have our egg and sperm meet and try and implant so I have been putting more effort than I ever have into trying to take my daily pre-natal vitamin, and I’ll also be eating extra healthy the next couple of weeks, not that our success is determined by any of these extra efforts, but I want to give our embryos the absolute best chances! If you have any tips for what you did to prepare your body and mind for your FET, or nutrition advice in general- I’m all ears!
I’m also on estrogen pills and daily crinone progesterone suppositories and so far so good! I remember last year about this time I was on progesterone and it really effected me- I had all the symptoms of pregnancy without actually being pregnant so I’m hoping and praying my body will respond very well (even if it means being uncomfortable or sick or anything!) so that my body will be ready and willing to welcome our little babies! I keep reminding myself that God likes to use underdogs (which is what our little embryos are right now) and that if he can give Sarah a baby at 90, surely a lower grade quality embryo thriving for me at 26 is nothing to him!
“It is sometimes a little lonely to be surrounded everywhere by a happiness that is not your own” -L.M. Montgomery
This week has been a mix of happy-sad, if that makes sense? I have been working on trying to remain positive and hopeful. My next appointment is in 5 days and I am feeling some excitement and can’t help but hope and pray that we conceive despite the odds stacked against us- God is a God of miracles! It seems I am
surrounded bombarded by new babies being born and pregnancy announcements. The last childless couple that got married the same Summer as my husband and I (I think there were 6) messaged me yesterday to let me know they’re expecting and baby is due in September. Its such a bittersweet emotion to be surrounded by so many pregnancies and babies- I love the excitement for everyone, but don’t love that I’m left behind, unable to share the experience. It seems this week more than ever we have received comments that are brought with good intention- but I get a lump in my throat when answering just the same. You all know the comments “when are you going to get aboard the baby wagon?” or “when are you going to catch up” and “don’t you want kids?” I honestly don’t mind when people ask me, my answer is always the same; “I love children so much and hopefully someday I will be blessed with lots of them” and I really haven’t been asked all that much before this week because everyone who knows me knows that I love children and can probably guess the reason we don’t have them yet is because we have had difficulty conceiving. I just get sad when its other men that make those comments to my husband. I know he doesn’t mind at all, but for some reason I care much more when these questions are directed at him. I know I don’t mention it enough, but my husband is the best man- ever. He always is so positive and caring at all the right times- he brings me so much joy and makes me feel so loved that I can’t help but want to be able to give him children, even if, or especially because he constantly reassures me that he will always be happy no matter what, and that we WILL have a family one way or another.
When other men make thoughtless, albeit well meaning remarks about “catching up” I just feel bad because its not his fault or even in his power. It’s not in mine either, but its an awkward place to be helpless in the fertility department and seemingly “behind” when others don’t understand because it comes easily and naturally for them. Had pregnancy come easily to us, or even if trying meant success, we would be leaps and bounds “ahead” and if I’m honest I would probably be the person asking and wondering why others don’t have kids yet because I still can’t comprehend why couples wouldn’t want children.
I hope this post isn’t giving people guilt or awkward feelings who have been blessed with a new pregnancy or baby because that wasn’t my intention! New life is a gift and it is so special and a happy time for celebrating- I especially feel happy and hopeful for those that it was a difficult journey to get to the place they are- I’m cheering you all on and its my goal to join the baby boat (or wagon or ship or any other mode of transportation that babies are on!)
Romans 12:15- “Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep”
“Father sat down on the edge of the narrow bed. “Corrie,” he began gently, “when you and I go to Amsterdam-when do I give you your ticket?”
I sniffed a few times, considering this.
“Why, just before we get on the train.”
“Exactly. And our wise Father in heaven knows when we’re going to need things, too. Don’t run out ahead of Him, Corrie. When the time comes, you will look into your heart and find the strength you need-just in time.” -The Hiding Place
While I was talking to my mom on the phone this afternoon, she asked me what the hardest part (upon hearing our not so good news on Monday) And I had to tell her it was the thought of letting go of the dream of having biological children. That is such a difficult reality for me to have to face- one that many have already faced ahead of me with grace and courage and super-strength. I know in my heart of hearts that I will be a Mother- one way or another, so I don’t grieve the chance of never being a Mother, its the thought of never having a biological child- one that maybe has my long eyelashes, or my husbands blue eyes. I don’t doubt that I couldn’t love a child that was not mine biologically, and that is another dream of mine, but I also have a dream to share children with my husband, a dream that may be unfulfilled. As my mind drifts into the unknown, I know I am getting ahead of myself, this isn’t my reality just yet, but I was worried I won’t have the strength to face it when it does. I was reminded of the quote from above- God will give me the strength when I need it- the hardest part hasn’t yet come because we still have 6 chances for a miracle. (At least, the Dr estimated we will have enough embryos survive the thaws so we are able to have 6 attempts) It’s hard not to jump ahead and start traveling down the path of thoughts that lead to despair- but I can’t let go of the hope, and if the time comes where I’m to let go, I have to have faith that I will be able to face it.