Wednesday, 26 November 2014

To Christmas Tree or Not to Christmas Tree?

The time is drawing nearer to December, and usually once December rolls around I become increasingly antsy and desperate to get the Christmas decorations out. There's just something so wonderful about putting the tree up, isn't there?

However... This year, I just can't decide what to do. Neither of us can. If we were to put the decorations up, it would be on the weekend of 6th December, and we would have only 2 weeks to enjoy them before going on our big festive trip. We arrive back on Sunday 5th January, so realistically we would either have to take them all down before leaving, or on the very same day that we get home. Which honestly doesn't sound all that appealing.

What to do??? What would you do in our shoes? Would you carry on as normal, putting the decorations up? Would you put a few up, to make taking them down quicker and easier but still have an air of festivity around the house? Or would you decide that there's little point making the effort for just two weeks? Please help!!

Friday, 21 November 2014

Things I've Learned About Early Pregnancy

Having spent such a long time trying to get pregnant, I thought I knew what to expect. In theory, I kind of did. The reality of it has been a learning experience though!


Here are some of the things I've learned about early pregnancy over the last 5 weeks:

- tiredness reaches a whole new level. I thought I was tired during IVF; going to sleep at 9pm and wishing I could fit in an afternoon nap. Now I still wish for the afternoon nap, but there have been many days I haven't even made it to 9pm. 8.15pm the other night, rock on! I've kind of forgotten what the clock looks like at that time!

- constant nausea and queasy feelings are Not Fun. Eating properly is a distant memory now.

- I don't even remember what it feels like to not have a headache.

- having a super sensitive nose makes life interesting. Except when the nose is picking up horrible smells (peanut M&Ms as an example) which then, combined with the queasy stomach, makes for a horrible time.

- bouts of dizziness always attack at the most inopportune moment. There are not enough benches positioned around the places I frequent to help in my battle with this.

- working in an office with no opening windows is not conducive to feeling well. I need fresh air often, which I don't get when working in an airtight box.

I think I massively underestimated how all-consuming these symptoms could be; I am thoroughly grateful to have them, don't get me wrong, but I am also looking forward to being far enough along to wave them goodbye!

Can you relate to any of these symptoms? How did/do you cope?

The List

Thursday, 20 November 2014

How I Found Out I'm Pregnant

When you're going through IVF, and you have a bunch of TTC friends, the question you are asked repeatedly is "when will you test?" Some people can't resist testing early so that they have their result as soon as possible. Others can't bear the idea of seeing a negative result - especially when testing early can lead to a false negative.

Our frozen embryos, which were at the 5 day blastocyst stage, were transferred on Friday 10th October. My official test date at the clinic was Monday 20th October. However, I was aware that my result should show a reliable result at 9 days post transfer - which was on the Sunday.

I changed my mind a couple of dozen times during that nine days - I would test on the Sunday; I would wait and test at home on the Monday. On the Thursday, I started to feel a little 'off'. On the Friday, I felt positively awful (poor timing too - we were at a wedding, and although I made it through the day's festivities I had to go to bed at 5pm and completely missed the party on the evening!). On the Saturday, I decided I would test first thing on Sunday.

I barely slept a wink that night. My mind was working overtime: what if the test was negative? What if it was positive??? The uncertainty of our fate made for a very restless night for me. Eventually, just after 7am, I could put it off no longer. I needed to pee, so it was time to pee on that stick.

I had carefully placed an internet cheapy test in the bathroom the night before, and I watched as the control line immediately turned to a dark red. My eyes were fixed on where I thought the test line should be, and nothing seemed to be happening. My heart sank. I left the test on the edge of the bath, and I brushed my teeth. Afterwards I looked at the test, then I looked again. Was that a line? There was something there, definitely.

I'd heard Boy stirring in the bedroom, so I hollered for him to come and have a look. He agreed that there was definitely something of a second line. I took a (couple of!) photos of it and asked my lovely internet friends for their opinion. I was happy, but cautious - I didn't want to get too swept away in the moment.


My intention had been to save my last ClearBlue Digital test for the Monday morning, but by Sunday afternoon I could resist no longer. After what felt like a lifetime, the egg timer gave way to the word 'Pregnant'. Wow! I had almost given up hope of ever seeing that without the preceding 'Not'. It took its time about deciding just how much hCG there was though, it felt like another lifetime passed before it finally showed a result in weeks. I had expected to see 1-2 weeks, so it was quite a shock when this happened:


What does it mean?? Is that our first real sign that both embryos stuck? Unfortunately, we would have to wait another few weeks before that question could be answered...!

Monday, 10 November 2014

I Have News...!

Those of you that saw my posts the other week as part of National Fertility Awareness Week may have noticed on our timeline that we started our frozen embryo cycle back in September. Those of you that compared the dates to that of the fresh cycle may have wondered if we had a result by now.

You may also have noticed that I've been somewhat quiet lately. Not overly unusual, I know - I went all quiet when going through IVF because it's exhausting. Apparently, so is the aftermath. They say a picture paints a thousand words, so rather than me waffle on about where I've been for the last few weeks and why, I'll leave you with this:



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