Well, I am blessed! Yes, I’m pregnant. I know as you’re seeing this picture, you probably realize I’ve known for a little while. I’ve honestly not been able to relax until 1.) I knew the baby was in my uterus. 2.) I saw a heartbeat. Call it the nurse in me. Call it my grief at the recent miscarriage. Call it fear. But alas, God is good. I heeded where he was guiding me and here we are. I pray that I am able to sustain this pregnancy. This is from yesterday at exactly 6 weeks. Baby had a heart rate of 114. Yippee! I guess God knew exactly what I needed.
Can I just say…I AM SO HUNGRY ALL OF THE TIME! That so far is my big pregnancy symptom. I don’t seem to ever be satisfied. Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hungry, this often. I’ve always had a good appetite, but sheesh!
If you look really closely, you can see the head and fetal pole. So exciting! Thank you all so much for your prayers. They mean so much to me. We have nicknamed the baby “Parasite” because of my hunger…ha ha ha. I guess my fur baby was right! I really was pregnant when he peed on my belly after the embryo transfer! Happy Friday!
Oh yeah, he did! Here you’ll find humor in a 2 week wait. For those of you who aren’t aware, after an embryo transfer you are required to take it easy. Bedrest or couch potato rest, it’s often called. We have no children yet, but we do have a fur baby named Freddie. He’s a wonderful boy. I rescued him from A.D.O.P.T. Pet Shelter when he was 10 months old, but I digress. We came home from our embryo transfer feeling like we’d won the lottery, so I sent my husband to go and buy a lottery ticket for kicks. While my husband went out to get a lottery ticket…
Freddie and I were snuggled up in bed. I was laying on my side with a body pillow between my knees and talking to one of my best friends on the phone when suddenly Freddie stands on my hip and pees all over my belly! It took me a second to realize what was happening (I was drugged for the procedure), and when I did I squealed “Freddie!”. At which point he hopped off the bed, not a drop of pee anywhere else. Just all over my belly and the bed. Of course my girlfriend was like “what happened?!?!” So I explained…there was a long pause….then…”well, should we take it as a omen?” I didn’t know what to think. This is a fully potty trained dog who has NEVER peed on his or my bed and certainly not me. This dog is so smart that there was a time I didn’t realize he was trying to get me up to let him out in the middle of the night one night and I heard water flowing in the bathroom; it was Freddie peeing down the shower drain. He was able to get in because we had left the door open. Smart and resourceful pup. So I said to my girlfriend, well I guess he either just claimed me or the baby…I’m not sure which!
Here is my beautiful boy. I’d love to hear thoughts from you all about this!
“Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, ‘The Lord has done great things for them.’ The Lord has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy.” Psalm 126: 2-3
Well not literally, but statistically, it sure feels like I have! Yesterday, my husband and I arrived at FCI hopeful, but fully prepared to receive the news that I had no normal embryos to transfer. As 70% of my eggs would create a chromosomal abnormality, having only 2 embryos to test wasn’t in our odds. However, God is good, and he shows us every time that he is great and what I can’t do, he can!
I was happily shocked to hear that I had a normal embryo!!! So yes, I had an embryo transfer yesterday morning. Now I’m required to be a couch potato and rest for the next two days. Writing this blog and letting the dog out are about as active as I’m allowed to get. I was told I must be a princess. My husband was even told he had to treat me like a princess…ha ha ha.
There’s more. Not only did I get a normal embryo, but that single lone embryo that we created from our IVF cycle this time has made it to blast. Not only did it make it to blast, but it started hatching on it’s own, grading it a 5BA. Wow. I’m calling it my warrior embryo. The chances of a single embryo surviving it to blast are so small. It’s amazing. They were able to biopsy that one and the freeze it. I should get the results tomorrow. We can’t transfer it, but that single embryo could be my next baby.
This tiny little ball of cells, that is really the size of a spec of dust, is making a baby. It blows me away.
First, I would like to say Thank You all for your support and encouragement. I got a phone call today with an update on my embryo. That single embryo is still kicking (grow baby, grow!). It’s not quite full blast yet, so they can’t to a biopsy for PGD/PGS testing quite yet. As my ultrasound showed a perfect lining, they thawed my 4 frozen embryos from my last IVF cycle to do a biopsy and PGD/PGS testing on those. Only 2 of the embryos survived the thaw and were able to be biopsied. I will be arriving at FCI tomorrow morning and will receive the results of the PGD/PGS testing at that time. If we have a normal embryo, we will do an embryo transfer in the morning. As many of you know, the likelihood of having a normal with the low numbers I have is not very high, but I have to trust God has a plan for us. My gut, my instinct was demanding to check and see what I have before doing another stimulation round of IVF. I have to trust my instinct. I have to trust God has a plan. I don’t know what the outcome will be and my eyes are wide open. This takes “it only takes one” to a whole new level for me. I ask for prayers for us tomorrow. I will post an update here as I know more. Thanks friends.