In my last post I went through some common questions I get, some of the first stages were in those Q & A’s, but I’ll expand on them a bit more here.
I remember getting ready to have our first Ultrasound. I was SO nervous because I so badly wanted to pass go and make this happen for Jane and John. This was the first of two ultrasounds that determined if we could move forward or not. When they do the ultrasound what they’re looking for are any tears in your lining as well as cysts on your ovaries. They also measure the lining to compare it to the next ultrasound. Everything looked great and we were given the green light to start the medications. First they started me on 81 mg of baby aspirin and 6 pills a day of Estrace or Estrodial. This is them trying to thicken up my lining, something your body does to prepare for dropping an egg, but they’re wanting to make it extra thick so the egg has no reason not to stick. I was really nervous about all the hormones as well because i seem to be extra sensitive to hormonal changes, i did notice some mood swings, but nothing like pregnancy. After being on the meds for a week I went back in for my second Ultrasound to look at my lining. For me this was a BIG one, because this is the ultrasound their last Surrogate didn’t make it past. They’re not 100% sure on why but have their theories. Their last surrogate had 2 children of her own and was mid thirties so it seemed like a strait shot. Mid thirties really isn’t that old to carry a baby they told us. I always thought it was, but I was informed that it’s a common age and people do pretty well. Their theory is that since it had been 6-8 years since she had her last baby, that her body just was out of the baby making mode. My last baby was a year old and I had just quit breast feeding so mine definitely was more in the baby producing mood. I told my husband he wasn’t aloud to touch me because with our luck we would get another of our own ha. I have 3 girls and my oldest is the only one we planned. It’s called birth control right? Apparently it doesn’t work very well for us sometimes.
During the Ultrasound I couldn’t relax, I was a nervous wreck, but on the flip side, I felt this was supposed to happen so I had complete confidence in my body. It’s such a weird place to be in. Dr Blauer at Reproductive Care Center in Sandy was the one doing the ultrasound and he is purely amazing. Such a neat guy, he looked at Jane and I during the ultrasound and said everything looked great, he then told me I have a beautiful Uterus. I could have told him that with all my unplanned pregnancies, kidding, but seriously I feel like my body just was meant to knock these little guys out. I looked over at Jane and saw the pure joy on her face. She clapped and looked at me with tears in her eyes. I started crying watching her and in that moment, if I had any lingering doubts, they were completely gone. I got complete confirmation that we were on the right track. I’ll never forget that moment.
The next step was to start the Progesterone injections, continue with the baby Aspirin, and the Estrace. I was definitely not looking forward to the injections in my tush every day, but I had no idea how painful it was going to be. I am not one to shy away from needles. They don’t scare me, but every day wasn’t sounding that fun. In my mind it was worth it, but definitely something I was looking forward to the end of. I soon found out that the initial poke didn’t hurt that bad, unless administered wrong. Since we are remodeling our house, we are living at my parents. My mom volunteered to give the shots to me because she had given my brother shots in the past. I quickly found out that when she was out of town and I had to use my husband, it was way more painful. Poor guy is not the one you ever want giving you an injection. He was just as relieved when she would take over. The worst part about the progesterone is that it’s an oil base so it’s extremely thick. When administered you’re instructed to move a lot and rub the spot. If you don’t do that then it likes to collect like a golf ball and it’s PAINFUL. We also found out that we were told to inject in the wrong spot. The nurse had showed us to inject in line with the top of your butt crack ( sounds like such a dirty word sorry ) the injection has to be intramuscular, but after a week of this I knew something wasn’t right. Or I had hoped, because I didn’t think I could do ten weeks of this. I couldn’t sit down comfortably or even walk normal. Think of your most painful glute day and times it by ten. I’m not kidding. I’ve run some marathons and have been sore afterward, nothing like this. When I would run it felt like I was smuggling an entire golf course worth of golf balls right in the tops of my butt cheeks. I wish I was being dramatic. So I started looking at you-tube. And realized we were doing the injections way too low. We changed the injection sites and man it was such a game changer!!! Sometimes they would be painful but nothing like before. Hallelujah!!!! I could see the light finally, and poor Jane would stop feeling so bad that I was in pain for them.
Next came transfer day!!! This day was LONG awaited by Jane and John. It was finally becoming a reality. And Jane was so giddy. We showed up to the clinic, and our spouses came as well for support. We sat down with the nurse for last minute instructions and then we were instructed to gown up. Jane wore hospital booties a gown over her clothes and a hair net. I was in a gown only, hair net, and booties. They took us back to the operating room and they threw me on a table. Jane sat in a chair by my head. It reminded me a little bit of delivery but way more sterile. They then use ultrasound to look at your uterus for guiding the implantation process. This is where it got a bit crazy for us. They couldn’t pick up my uterus for some reason, so thinking it was because I hadn’t consumed enough water, they had me down two water bottles and gave me a few minutes. After that Dr Blauer came in with the nurse and stared getting everything ready. Jane got to an up close picture of her fertilized embryo while they started prepping me. Any of you who have had birth know there’s a point where you’re feeling a little exposed, well imagine that exposure plus having your bottom half propped up in the air. They moved the bottom of the bed up and the head down to put me at an angle. This was definitely surprising to me. It makes sense, but it wasn’t my finest moment ha ha. At this point they were still struggling to get my uterus on ultrasound, all while the egg had been thawed and was ready to be put into the tube. Dr Blauer took over trying to pick it up but for the life of him couldn’t. We could feel the tension and frustration, and I know there was some from both Jane and I. Wondering if we got this far for it not to happen. I laid there praying that they could get this figured out. Finally Dr Blauer looked at Jane and said “ I can’t keep this embryo out of the uterus any longer. I have to transfer blind “ she agreed and then they drop it into a tube and use a saline to flush it up into the uterus. Right after they do that, he did a trans-vaginal ultrasound to try and get a better picture. He showed us the picture and was telling us that he found comfort in what he was seeing. We couldn’t see the embryo because it was too small but he could see a small bubble that was the fluid the embryo was in, and it was right at the point in the uterus that he wanted. He then said “ I used to do these without ultrasound all the time, if it was one of the younger guys then I think they would have been in more of a panic” We all heaved a sigh of relief, but I know Jane was still panicking that it wasn’t going to take.
Now it’s waiting time! Jane and I talked every day, and everyday I told her any small changes that I noticed. I think when you’re waiting for a sign you start to trick yourself into seeing or feeling things that aren’t there, but my body also works like clock work. When I first get pregnant I crave deli sandwiches. So weird I know. I started craving those, I was feeling cramps, and just not myself. When you do IVF you find out if you’re pregnant or not sooner than the traditional way. We decided after about five days we would take a pregnancy test and then a week post transfer. I took the test and waited for it to show me a positive. After five min I wasn’t seeing anything so I figured it was just too early. I kept looking at it every time I walked into the bathroom. And I felt like I was seeing an extremely faint line. I had my husband look at it and he couldn’t see anything, but in the right light I could. I sent a picture to Jane, which is almost impossible to pick up on a camera. She couldn’t see anything and still had her doubts but was hopeful too. I told her I was confident that we were pregnant but I would wait until seven days post transfer to test again. Seven days came and I tested right before the gym. I didn’t dare look at it so I left and then when I got home I ran right up to look at it. I saw a line!!! So faint, but way more noticeable than the first test. I tried getting a picture but still couldn’t pick it up. I went to my neighbor and showed her and her response was “ yep that’s a positive, I know a faint positive when I see one “. I told Jane and same thing, she was confident in me but was still having a hard time accepting it.
At two weeks post transfer they have you come in for the blood test to confirm pregnancy, I went in and two hours later they called. Unfortunately I wasn’t near my phone and missed it. I got a call from Jane and she was crying telling me we were for sure pregnant!!!! We both cried and she told me a million times how grateful she was. This was the moment we were waiting for. It was so glorious.
RCC has you come in for another ultrasound and blood test to make sure everything is continuing to move forward. All continued to be well, and in the ultrasound we saw a little sack. No heart beat yet but we were still so happy to be seeing something! We stayed with them until about 8 weeks and then they turn you over to your regular OB. I continued on all meds until 10 weeks per their instructions. After ten weeks your body produces enough of the hormones, that your body just starts to absorb the additional ones being given. Can I just tell you how magnificent I was to finally be done with all of the injections and pills?! I can’t even explain…. almost as much as passing each milestone.
I’ve skipped something scary that happened about five weeks, and I did it on purpose because my post is getting long. I’ll give you a little teaser for next time, at five weeks I woke up in the middle of the night in a lot of blood.
Until my next post thanks for reading! And as always, I’m open for any questions.
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