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Despite these sticks showing clear positives over 3 different days, I still cannot believe that this means there is a little bubba growing inside of me.  After reading so many stories on the Internet, I just keep thinking these are false positives. 

I have a scan a week tomorrow. If I see something on the screen, then I might finally believe it.

I’m doing everything I should be though. I am still taking my Progynova 3 times a day and the Progesterone pessaries twice a day.  I seem to have alarms going off left right and centre to remind me! I am also taking vitamins for pregnant ladies.  I’ve also stopped drinking which has resulted in a few raised eyebrows from close family. Being the Greek Orthadox Easter this weekend has really made it difficult! I may have to cave and tell the family ahead of the scan.

Just in case this is real, I have also downloaded a pregnancy app on my phone, have started taking sideways photos to create a time lapse video should I get to full term and I have started moisturising my whole body twice a day to try and help reduce or prevent any stretch marks.

Symptom wise…..well this is the bit that concerns me…..I seem to be severely lacking. I found an online calculator for IVF due dates, and according to that, should there be 1 bubba, I would be due on 15 December. If it is twins it would be earlier. Anyway – that basically puts me at 5 weeks along. More often than not, I have a feeling in my belly that is a cross between period pain and trapped wind. Some days I feel bloated, others I’m not. I feel thirst permanently and my feet, hands and lips feel permanently dry. Even with moisturising twice a day, I am going through ALOT of hand cream too!  With all of these though, I feel like these could be side effects of the medication and not a clear indication of a sticky bean.

Everyone refers to the killer 2WW, but I know feel like I am in that all over again until my scan to know for sure. This process is not for the faint hearted. 

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In this (almost) 2WW, insanity has been my friend.  And I think I mentioned before – as has google.

In my trawls I found this really interesting table that I found really helpful for anyone going through this process.  It breaks it all down step by step on what (hopefully) happens with a 5 day (blastocyst) transfer:

  • -1 dpt    Embryo is growing and developing
  • 0 dpt   Embryo is now a blastocyst
  • 1 dpt   Blastocyst hatches out of shell on this day
  • 2 dpt   Blastocyst attaches to a site on the uterine lining
  • 3 dpt   Implantation begins, as the blastocyst begins to bury in the lining
  • 4 dpt   Implantation process continues and morula buries deeper in the lining
  • 5 dpt   Morula is completely implanted in the lining and has placenta cells and fetal cells
  • 6 dpt   Placenta cells begin to secret HCG in the blood
  • 7 dpt   More HCG is produced as fetus develops
  • 8 dpt   More HCG is produced as fetus develops
  • 9 dpt   HCG levels are now high enough to be immediately detected on HPT.

I’ve had no particular symptoms.  I’ve been analysing even twinge in my belly and every small pain in my back.  But I’ve had no real pains, my boobs haven’t felt any different etc.  I was feeling bloated up until last Thursday, but that eased off.  I convinced myself the treatment hadn’t worked.  I decided to do the test a day early because I was supposed to take it on Monday morning (today), but I wanted to have Sunday to get over the upset if it came back negative.  I knew I wouldn’t want to face work.

But…..turns out I was wrong.  It was positive!  Instantly.  No waiting 2 minutes.

As soon as hubby woke up I told him.  His big boyish grin reassured me he was happy.

After work today, I went and bought 2 more tests.  I still can’t believe it.  I took one straight away when I got in, which again confirmed the positive result.  I will take another one tomorrow.  Just to be sure……

I am now booked for a scan on 24 April.  I’m not sure I will believe it until after that.  I am still yet to be able to say the words out loud either.  I am pregnant.  It might be a while before I can.

 

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Crazy lady is officially here.

The two week wait (2WW) is incredibly hard and its only been 3 days!  Over analysing everything, and I mean EVERYTHING.  Every tiny twinge in the belly, every small ache in my back, every time I need to go to the loo.  I switch constantly between, ‘is this it happening (meaning implantation)?’ or ‘these are period symptoms, I bet I come on shortly and it will all be over’.

I’ve not been back into the office since transfer day either.  Maybe when I go back in on Monday, that will help take my mind off things.   I hope so!

Just a few updates though:

I have stopped:

  • Taking my multivitamins. I realised late in this process that the multivitamins I was taking have Vitamin A and so are not recommended for those pregnant or trying to become pregnant.  Right now that is at least one less pill to take!
  • Drinking as much Coke.  I actually went to the trouble of googling how much caffeine there was in a can of Coke Zero and the amount a pregnant woman is allowed.  There is a lot less in Coke Zero than I realised – but I have cut down drastically on how much I was drinking.  And that’s been through choice a lot of the time – I’ve just not fancied it as much.

I have continued:

  • Taking my Progynova tablets – one, three times a day;
  • Using the Cylogest Progesterone Pessaries;
  • Taking my folic acid supplements;
  • Eating a balanced diet, although being a little more careful.  Missing prawns already!

I have started:

  • Taking naps!  A quick afternoon snooze.  I am not reading into this too much.  It is more likely to be from the progesterone than pregnancy;
  • Being obsessed with You tube videos of how implantation works. Watching them wondering whether either of our little beans have stuck and survived.

8 more days to go until this misery is over one way or another!

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Well that’s it.  Two blastocysts moved in today.  I hope they like it enough to stick around.

I left home with plenty of time.  As I had to go to Harley Street in central London, I opted for train and tube rather than driving (hubby’s experience of doing that at the egg collection stage was not a good one!).  I thought that would be less stressful and just easier in general.

However, they can be unreliable – hence allowing myself plenty of time.  So, when I got to my local station to find a packed platform and not enough space on the first train…..it was fine.  I was happy to wait for the next one.  When there was a delay on the tube because of a broken down train…..again it was fine…..actually did me a favour preventing me from being too early!

Knowing I had to have a full bladder for this (I hate that part), I emptied my bladder before I left home.  I had a drink with me for the journey.  I was more than half an hour early – but felt comfortable…..by the time my appointment was due – I’d be ready.  Speaking to the receptionist they had my name on the list (phew!) but said there was a slight delay.  They had had a fire alarm earlier on in the day.  At this point I started getting a little concerned….would my bladder hold out.  ‘Don’t drink any more’ the receptionist said ‘just to be sure’. Great!

15 minutes after my appointment time (not too bad I thought), I was taken in.  After getting in the normal garb (those sexy hospital gowns) I was then scanned (externally) to make sure my bladder was sufficiently full.  The nurse looked at the screen, ‘Oh you are more than ready!’….hmmm yes thanks…….I know that already……..I feel like my bladder is about to burst!

After all the polite introductions, the embryologist confirmed both embryos survived the thaw. What a relief! Then before I knew it, I was lying back on the bed, legs akimbo and in stirrups with the bed god knows how high in the air.  A giant light shining on my minnie, just to be sure everyone got a good view!  Sadly, after being on this road for so long, I was actually beyond caring.

I’ve posted before about the actual process followed, and this was exactly the same.  All in all, in lasted 5 minutes.

After that, I pee’d for England, got dressed and headed home again.  A nice leisurely pace, all the time in the world.

So here we go, the start of the infamous 2 week wait (2WW).  On 10th April we’ll find out.  Come on little beans……stick…….hang on for your lives………please like your new home!