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Ok, so spotting has – either coincidentally, or as a direct result of the hydration – really pretty much gone away. That was one huge sigh of relief you just heard coming from the direction of Brooklyn. Bloody hell, this was a sucky two weeks! And it’s ending just in time for the week of [...]
Folks, I think I’m on to something. Powdered Gatorade is something I cannot, apparently buy out here, but nasty CountryTime Lemonade, mixed at half-strength gives the same not-too-sweet effect. I drank over 100 oz of fluids yesterday. And there was no spotting. I’m feeling hopeful that maybe – just maybe – I can keep this [...]
Doing better today. This should hold for another 27-28 hours and then I’ll be back on the crazy-train, but for now, it’s a comfortable place to be. I’ve decided to put my trust in nausea and boobs that I swear to god grew a cup size overnight. I’m thinking of going to buy some cheap [...]
Ok, so I’m not dealing well with all this spotting. Not at all. Instead of living week to week for ultrasounds, or even hanging in there til my first trimester is over (hah!) I’m living pretty much bathroom-trip to bathroom-trip, based on the color of the toilet paper. And thanks to the overactive bladder, that’s [...]
Still here. Still spotting, though no cramping at all since last weekend, so I’m trying to take my doctor’s advice and not worry. Which isn’t really working out all that well for me. As you might have guessed. I am a worrier by nature and by inclination, and blood during early pregnancy just aint right. [...]
My zen may have gotten smothered by the octopus yesterday. (And thank you for that rather creepy little visual, Brenda! I laughed, and then winced, and then sort of let my mind scuttle away from it. Rather like an octopus moving to another, fishier tank, perhaps.) But seriously, I’m not quite sure why, but I [...]
There’s not much going on in Sprogblogger-land. I have my first OB appointment at my clinic next Wednesday, right before we leave town for the great (and somewhat foolhardy) Montreal Road Trip. We should learn whether it’s simply one kickass Sprog or two at that time, but it’ll probably be too early for a heartbeat. [...]
Today I’m at 14dp3dt, which makes it approximately 17dpo. So, yes, yesterday’s 16dpo beta numbers are high, but not outrageously high. My last pregnancy, I was at 7oo-something at 17dpo with a singleton. So that’s what I’m pinning my hopes on – that this is just one seriously female little girl in there, who’s pumping [...]
Yesterday was the most fun I’ve had in quite a long time. Today is proving to be even more fun. The line is darker on this morning’s test. I’m still pregnant. I could get used to this. I spent yesterday in a blur: poring over cloth diapering vs. disposable online debates, grinning like a fool, [...]
Internets, I feelz pregnant. Not really, I mean, I don’t feel as crampy as I’d like to, and my boobs don’t yet have the shiny, “ouch, don’t look at me!” level of tenderness I’ve come to associate with being sprogged-up. But I’m thirsty like Death Valley in summertime thirsty. I’m thirsty like this while I’m [...]
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My husband and I started trying to conceive in October of 2007. We figured it'd be easy since he already has three daughters who were conceived within a month of trying.
Hah.
Three IVFs: (1 missed miscarriage at 8 weeks, 1 ectopic pregnancy miscarried at 5 weeks, 1 spontaneous pregnancy that ended in a missed miscarriage at 5 weeks); and 1 FET (a missed miscarriage at 9 weeks.)
Which equals: lots of drugs injected, lots of money spent, lots of weight gained. But no live babies. Infertility sucks. RPL sucks ass.
So we moved on to using donor eggs, and achieved a healthy, genetically normal pregnancy our first try. After all the drama of the last few years, my pregnancy was essentially uneventful.
Henry was born on September 18, 2010 and he is, without a doubt, the best thing that ever happened to me. This blog is in the process of becoming less of an ongoing infertility journal and more of a mommy/radical homemaker/writer blog. Can't wait to see what's next for us.
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