On Tues. Aug 9th, I went in for my blood draw as usual. I felt at peace about it. Whatever happened, I would have closure. This was our last time doing infertility. So whatever happened, happened.
That night, I listened to the voicemail with my hubby. It was weird. They said I was pregnant, and to continue my medications. And they needed to see me back for another blood draw in 2 days. This was new.
So... I am pregnant? It worked? All those butt shots and bruises were worth it?? Both hubby and I had a hard time believing the news. We just kind of sat there.... he said he really didn't know what to do now. I said he should probably give me a hug and a kiss. :) We were both kind of in shock. I didn't tell anyone, because I wasn't sure it wasn't a mistake.
I had my 2nd blood test that Thursday. They said my #'s are still rising and looking good. They told me my Beta was 314, and my Progesterone was 80. (and anything over 20 was good). I don't really know what that means... other than they are still saying I am pregnant. So maybe I had better start to believe it.
I called my parents to tell them we were expecting!
They were out of state, so I sent them this text:
Hubby started sending me funny texts calling me his "Baby Mama." And I called him my "Baby Daddy". We were testing out those nicknames. Seeing if it made this feel more real.
My numbers keep going up. You have 3 blood tests during the first 2 weeks. Then you wait over a week and come back for your first ultrasound. At that point, they can hear the heartbeat and confirm with certainty that things look good.
On the evening of Tues. Aug. 16th, I started spotting. Bright red blood. I was a little concerned. I had been have some mild cramping, and was really tired the past few days.
I was worried about it. So I asked for a priesthood blessing. Devon and Bishop Anderson gave me one. Devon said the blessing. He told me this was a trial of my faith. And he also blessed me with comfort, and told me I had a big heart.
When I had my blood draw the next day, I told them about the spotting. They said to keep an eye on it, and let them know if it gets worse. But my #'s still looked good. So I was still pregnant. The medical assistant Alexix who drew my blood hugged me when she called me back. (She hadn't seen me since I found out.)
Thurs. Aug 18th, I started bleeding again. More than the last time I was spotting. I called the Fertility Treatment Center... they decided to alternate my blood thinners. For now I only have to do the Lovenox every other night, and the baby aspirin every other day. They said not to be too concerned about the embryos. The spotting is only a concern if I have severe cramping and enough blood for a period. (Which I hadn't.) They said the mild cramping is because my uterus is basically like a hotel under reconstruction... She recommended I lie around a lot... be as 'slug-like' as possible. So I did.
My next appointment was the ultrasound... until then I was on very restricted activities. No exercising, no swimming, no bathing, no sex. Nothing until we heard the baby's heartbeat.
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