Since I can't take my BETA tomorrow because the Army hospital is closed, my doc let me take it today at 9dp5dt.
And.....
It's 122!
I'm pregnant!!!
xoxo
Friday, September 27, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Two embies
Two embies were very gently transferred to my uterus this afternoon.
Cue cheers and cartwheels!
Of course, I experienced the typical pleasures of an FET such as the ultrasound pushing down on my full bladder. However, the funniest part was that you can definitely tell this isn't my first rodeo. In the few minutes between getting prepped and waiting for my embryos, the doc and I sat there chatting amiably despite the fact that my feet were up in the stirrups and my goods were exposed. Good times!
I'm optimistic and hopeful!
Beta is 9/28.
xoxo
Cue cheers and cartwheels!
Of course, I experienced the typical pleasures of an FET such as the ultrasound pushing down on my full bladder. However, the funniest part was that you can definitely tell this isn't my first rodeo. In the few minutes between getting prepped and waiting for my embryos, the doc and I sat there chatting amiably despite the fact that my feet were up in the stirrups and my goods were exposed. Good times!
I'm optimistic and hopeful!
Beta is 9/28.
xoxo
Friday, September 13, 2013
Sigh of Relief
Thursday we flew out to California. I am thankful that my flight time was only three hours versus six from Alaska! It was such a piece of cake and my boy was a champ.
It took two hours to trek across LA to get to my doctor's office this morning. Let me tell you, I do not miss LA traffic! My dad was completely sweet and drove me so that I didn't have to deal with it all myself.
I pressed the elevator button for my doctor's office and had to double check that I had the right floor because he's redecorated since I last cycled.
It kind of reminds me of a boudoir, but heck, I can deal with that.
The best news was that my lining was a 12.5 despite the fact that I've been lightly bleeding for the last SIX days! I've been so freaked out about it, I think I've been more physically stressed than in any prior cycle. I *think* today it finally stopped. If not, the progesterone will probably take care of it tonight when I take my first shot.
So.....yay!
xoxo
It took two hours to trek across LA to get to my doctor's office this morning. Let me tell you, I do not miss LA traffic! My dad was completely sweet and drove me so that I didn't have to deal with it all myself.
I pressed the elevator button for my doctor's office and had to double check that I had the right floor because he's redecorated since I last cycled.
It kind of reminds me of a boudoir, but heck, I can deal with that.
The best news was that my lining was a 12.5 despite the fact that I've been lightly bleeding for the last SIX days! I've been so freaked out about it, I think I've been more physically stressed than in any prior cycle. I *think* today it finally stopped. If not, the progesterone will probably take care of it tonight when I take my first shot.
So.....yay!
xoxo
Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Still on...
Thankfully we are still on with this cycle for now...
The plan is to head out to California and have the doc check out my lining as scheduled. If the bleeding has impacted my lining severely, we'll wait a week to allow it to get up to snuff. I generally have a nice plush triple-striped lining, so I'm hoping that my normal extra will give me some cushioning with what I might have lost.
Who knows? Maybe this will help in the long run?!?!
Off to start packing now...or maybe go get some chocolate ice cream and pack tomorrow. :D
xoxo
Monday, September 9, 2013
So yesterday afternoon, I started bleeding. Since I'm ten days away from my embryo transfer, this really shouldn't have happened.
I emailed my doctor this morning and received a response this afternoon saying we should postpone my cycle.
All I can think is WTF! WTF! WTF!
Classy, I know.
I'm annoyed at my body.
I'm annoyed that I'm going to have to spend more money to change plane tickets.
I'm annoyed that I have to wait.
Rawr!
xoxo
I emailed my doctor this morning and received a response this afternoon saying we should postpone my cycle.
All I can think is WTF! WTF! WTF!
Classy, I know.
I'm annoyed at my body.
I'm annoyed that I'm going to have to spend more money to change plane tickets.
I'm annoyed that I have to wait.
Rawr!
xoxo
Friday, August 30, 2013
Here we go!
So finally after a week of faux bleeding, my period finally started. I was pretty darn giddy with relief that I could finally email my doctor and get what will most likely be my last calendar ever. It's been almost a year since our last FET, and I'm beyond ready to get this show on the road!
Since the last time I wrote about hope, I have found myself completely filled with it. I've decided to let go and just allow myself to be. In all honesty, I have every reason to be hopeful about our chances this time. After all, we have two stellar embryos sitting in the freezer.
Right now I'm sitting here with my first shot done, tickets are purchased for E and I to go out to California, and one for Granny to come back to Kansas with us so I can take it easy until my beta.
Please keep me in mind, I could use all of the good thoughts, vibes, and prayers that you've got!
Transfer is on September 18th!
xoxo
Since the last time I wrote about hope, I have found myself completely filled with it. I've decided to let go and just allow myself to be. In all honesty, I have every reason to be hopeful about our chances this time. After all, we have two stellar embryos sitting in the freezer.
Right now I'm sitting here with my first shot done, tickets are purchased for E and I to go out to California, and one for Granny to come back to Kansas with us so I can take it easy until my beta.
Please keep me in mind, I could use all of the good thoughts, vibes, and prayers that you've got!
Transfer is on September 18th!
xoxo
Thursday, August 8, 2013
Hope Rising
One of the most dangerous feeling for me is hope.
On most days I dare not allow myself the luxury of indulging in it, but lately I've found myself unable to avoid it.
Earlier this summer when I had the chance to visit IVFlygirl, I found myself telling her of my plans of going back to work next year if I don't get pregnant. The moment the words left my mouth I felt mortified that even with her I couldn't let myself hope aloud.
I'm pretty sure that I immediately blurted out that, of course this was the plan only if our last transfer didn't work and that making plans was how I coped.
She generously took the remarks in stride, and we kept chatting.
But the truth is that, I want to have another child.
I want this with an incredible intensity.
Last week I was able to convince my doctor to allow me to have an endometrial scratch in the hopes of increasing my odds with our next FET . Although he doesn't include them in his typical cycle, I sent him an impassioned email explaining that I felt like we had to do something to change the protocol. Once he agreed, I had to jump through some hoops to get it done locally on the right day.
The moment I hung up the phone from getting my appointment scheduled, I felt this unfurling in my gut. It was hope rising in me.
Since that day, I've been trying to keep the hope tamped down.
Yeah, that's not working so well.
xxx
On most days I dare not allow myself the luxury of indulging in it, but lately I've found myself unable to avoid it.
Earlier this summer when I had the chance to visit IVFlygirl, I found myself telling her of my plans of going back to work next year if I don't get pregnant. The moment the words left my mouth I felt mortified that even with her I couldn't let myself hope aloud.
I'm pretty sure that I immediately blurted out that, of course this was the plan only if our last transfer didn't work and that making plans was how I coped.
She generously took the remarks in stride, and we kept chatting.
But the truth is that, I want to have another child.
I want this with an incredible intensity.
Last week I was able to convince my doctor to allow me to have an endometrial scratch in the hopes of increasing my odds with our next FET . Although he doesn't include them in his typical cycle, I sent him an impassioned email explaining that I felt like we had to do something to change the protocol. Once he agreed, I had to jump through some hoops to get it done locally on the right day.
The moment I hung up the phone from getting my appointment scheduled, I felt this unfurling in my gut. It was hope rising in me.
Since that day, I've been trying to keep the hope tamped down.
Yeah, that's not working so well.
xxx
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