When you've gone as long as we have without having kids, it's hard to accept that we might be, you know, expecting. We've had two positive pregnancy blood work results, and I still can't bring myself to say the "P" word. When I do, it's always prefaced with a "barely," and it feels far too soon to be talking about names and due dates and how I'm feeling- we've never gotten this far before!
IVF became the next step for us back in Texas when all of our other options were extinguished. We took some time off from fertility treatments and started saving up for In-Vitro, knowing it would take a little while :) The process itself was both what I expected and not what I expected. For example, I think I was a bit crankier than normal, but I certainly didn't think so at the time! And I definitely didn't realize how bloated and uncomfortable I would get or how long I would stay that way!
We've had these two little pictures since the day of our transfer: our little embryo before and after. Leading up to that day, I had had appointments practically every other day, so it had been easy to take things one day at a time. Every appointment was a small reassurance- I wasn't hyper stimulating, but I did have lots of follicles maturing. We were able to retrieve 18 follicles, 17 of which were mature, and 15 of which went on to divide. And everyday I had my twice daily medications to take and everyday life to keep my distracted.
The call from our doctor with the positive pregnancy test results was absolutely surreal. I actually took a personal day so I could be home when the call came. I've gotten A LOT of these phone calls, so I immediately recognized something different in his voice. Throughout the whole process, I'd felt such peace that I knew whatever happened was going to be alright. Still, it has taken about a week to sink in!
Up next is our confirmation ultrasound at 6 weeks. They'll be checking for heartbeat, position, and quantity. If everything still looks good, I think we'll get a more clear idea of a due date at that time. Our best guess right now is the first half of October- eight years from when we first started trying to have children. Fingers crossed, prayers, and happy thoughts!