If you have read some past posts of mine you would know my husband and I have struggled to conceive and its been a VERY tough road. Long story short shortly after getting married we started ttc, found out I have PCOS, and we began our med journey to parenthood. In August 2011 I had a miscarriage but we keep trekking along.
Here is what FINALLY worked for us:
- I have been on metformin since May 2011
- I dropped kicked Clomid out the window (I was so over it not working) I asked doc for a new med thinking maybe we could try injectables, but she suggested Femara (similar to Clomid) so I figured what the hell lets give it a shot.
- Took 5 mg cd 3-7
- On cd 15 went in for an ultrasound and had 2 large follicles (I pretty much did a little happy dance then and there bc on Clomid I was lucky to get one follicle by cd 20).
- The next day Michael and I took a trip to NYC for an early Christmas visit (mid dec). Since I wasn't picking up an LH surge on ovulation tests doc said to get the HCG shot and since I was out of town to give it to myself. I had the RX but didn't know where to get it filled. Thanks to smartphones I was able to find a fertility specialist near the hotel, call the after hours line (it was Sun) and the nurse called me back. Recommended a pharmacy for me that was a short subway ride away. We finally got it filled and on Mon morning Michael enjoyed giving me the HCG shot (didnt hurt at all just bruised some).
- Now the sex and waiting begins/continues.
The next day I went to see my RE and do the blood test and my HCG levels were GREAT at 130 something (at this time in my last pregnancy I was only in the 20s). My doc called personally to tell me. We were THRILLED but very scared. We kept it a secret for now. A couple days later we took a trip to PA to visit Michaels family for Orthodox Christmas.We decided to tell his family at the end of the trip (after a few more blood tests). So while up there we had to go to a local Quest to get blood drawn again to confirm the numbers were doubling (and booya they did!). So we decided on Christmas night while opening presents to tell his family, but swore them to secrecy!
After we got back in town had some more blood work and everything was looking good we decided to tell my parents. We all went out to dinner for my birthday and we told my parents then. They were THRILLED!!
I started getting ultrasounds at 6 weeks and the doc got a heartbeat right away. Michael and I were thrilled! We had another ultrasound w/ the specialist at 7 weeks - still looking good so I "graduated" from ACRM and was able to move to a regular doc.
At 8 weeks we went and saw a new doc, had another ultrasound and everything looked good.
Since then I have just been battling some morning sickness, headaches, and trying to get use to the whole thing. On Valentines Day (10 weeks) we decided to announce to the world. We had told some close friends and family here and there between 8 and 10 weeks.
Now that its out in the open it actually feels kinda real. Still totally weird and I cant believe it.
I am already starting to show, mostly in maternity pants and long shirts (because I sit all day - I cant sit in button pants for long). Morning sickness is pretty much gone and we go for another ultrasound/down syndrome check on Wed.
Whew! So here we are - almost 12 weeks and just hanging in there trying to be patient!
