Today is day 4 of waiting until the 14th. Ugh. How can time go so slow!?
I get blood work done on the 14th to monitor my estrogen and progesterone levels. I finally finished up with the injections on the 5th. We did the IUI (Inter-uterine Insemination) on Wednesday. Now, we're in waiting mode. I thought the earlier process was tough. Man. Was I wrong.
I started taking progesterone on Saturday night. I'm hoping that my levels are good on Wednesday. We're throwing every trick in the book at my uterus. I've lost weight, gone caffeine, sugar, dairy, carbonation, and gluten-free. I'm taking the best prenatals on the market. I'm drinking a lot of water. Not pushing myself too hard. Getting a lot of rest. Eating like a crazy person, simply because I'm hungry a lot.
The other night I woke up at 4:50 am hungry as a bear! What? Geez. I've been waking up at some point in the night to get up and go pee. I'm careful not to drink too much before bed because I don't want to wake up, but the last 4 nights, sure enough, I'm up.
I try not to psych myself up to far. We still have a long way to go. I still get to wait until the 21st to find out if we really are pregnant.
I have a feeling we are. I keep having dreams about figuring out how to fly by myself to Dallas with 2 babies. Or that I get bonuses from my job and can't wait to put it in the kids' college fund.
It's crazy. My friends who are pregnant have been sharing their "when I found out I was pregnant" stories. Some didn't have a clue until they had missed their period. Some knew when they smelled something and it made them sick. One knew right away. I keep looking for signs. So far, all I can really say for sure is that I'm hungry. Not like, oh I could eat hungry, but the kind of hungry that says, IF I DON'T GET FOOD NOW SOMEONE IS GOING TO GET HURT, kind of hungry. And I can feel something going on "in there". Yeah, I know most women don't even notice, but I'm serious. I feel little twinges of pressure. Not pain exactly, more like a slight ache once in a while. A couple of times it's taken my breath away. But the last few days have been relatively pain free, which is nice. I can feel that something has changed. My sleep pattern is weird. I could actually take a nap right now. Actually, that sounds like a good idea...
I feel so blessed and happy right now. Even though the wait is pretty brutal, I'm so excited to find out the result on the 21st.
I have decided that depending on the result I'm going to go 'radio-silent'. We want to tell our parents and families first. And we want to wait the appropriate amount of time to make sure all is well before blabbing to everyone.
If the result is not what we are expecting, I may be 'radio-silent' out of grief.
Thank you for your support, prayers, thoughts, messages and love. I truly do appreciate them all and am happy to have you all as part of my life. I look forward to being able to share happy news with you soon!
Monday, September 12, 2011
Keeping on Keeping on
Today marks day 9 of injections of Follistim. It seems like it's become our evening routine. Relax. Pull out the vial 45 minutes before injection time. Wait for 40 minutes. Pull out syringe. Pull out medicine into syringe. Change needles. Expose the injection site. Alcohol pad to clean. Grip the counter in preparation. Tony puts the needle in as gently as possible while I'm breathing slowly, he dispatches the syringe and reverses his process. Then a bandaid and we go about our evening for an hour or so. By 10 I'm so tired I can barely stand up. I go to bed and sleep until 8 or 9 the next morning.
I go about my day. Do as much as I can, knowing that around 5, I'll hit a wall and lay down for an hour or so before Tony gets home and I start dinner.
Then there's the bloodwork. Which isn't bad. It's frustrating and repetative, but not too painful.
Sonograms to monitor my uterus and the follicle production. Thankfully, even though I have polycystic ovaries, only 3 follicles are growing! So, that means the injections are working! We had hoped they would grow faster, so we could have done the insemination last week. However, they're growing slower than anticipated. I go back this Tuesday the 6th to see how they're doing.
I'm so happy that after 4 years, something is going well, something is different. Maybe this really is our time. Maybe we really will get to be blessed with a miracle before this time next year.
I go about my day. Do as much as I can, knowing that around 5, I'll hit a wall and lay down for an hour or so before Tony gets home and I start dinner.
Then there's the bloodwork. Which isn't bad. It's frustrating and repetative, but not too painful.
Sonograms to monitor my uterus and the follicle production. Thankfully, even though I have polycystic ovaries, only 3 follicles are growing! So, that means the injections are working! We had hoped they would grow faster, so we could have done the insemination last week. However, they're growing slower than anticipated. I go back this Tuesday the 6th to see how they're doing.
I'm so happy that after 4 years, something is going well, something is different. Maybe this really is our time. Maybe we really will get to be blessed with a miracle before this time next year.
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