Big fat positive!!

So Friday I went in for blood work and they called and said that my pregnancy test was positive. They told me my hcg was 42. Well instead of being excited I flipped out because last time when I had the miscarriage it was 37. So I was excited and scared at the same time. I would not be able to handle another let down like the last time. I asked the nurse if that number was ok because the last time they tested me they said they wanted it to be 100. She said she saw no reason to worry as long at my progesterone was good and they would call me back with those results on Sat. At first I was angry they had to call back and didn't already have those results but in the end I will be glad she did have to call back.
Saturday the nurse called with my progesterone results and they were good. I asked her about the hcg of 42 and said I was concerned about it being low. She said well that last time we tested you at 4 weeks and it should have been 100 but this time we tested you at 3 wks 5 days so 42 is a good number. She also informed me that I needed to come in on Tues for more blood work to check my levels and the Dr decided because of previous test that he wants me to do heparin therapy for the first trimester.
Today, Tuesday I went in for more blood work and to learn how to load the syringe and give myself the heparin shot. I am to give myself the shot 2 times a day 12 hrs apart starting tonight. Nervous about it being a blood thinner but it will be worth whatever I have to do to keep this pregnancy going. I also had to wait till this afternoon to see if the number 42 had tripled. This would let me know if the pregnancy is going well. Well the nurse called and told me the number was 282. I am so relieved and happy.
Part of me feels I want to be cautious and guarded, but the other part of me is so excited I can't help myself. I just pray that everything continues on a good track and by this time next year I will have a little one in my arms.

Two Week Wait

Well, I am quickly approaching the end of my two week wait after having my IUI. The first week went by very quickly. This second week has been a little harder.
I honestly know that I am probably not going to have any idea either way if it worked or not until I actually get the phone call with my blood work results back. The mind is a funny thing though. My mind is definitely working over time. Every little thing that my body feels I am analyzing it. I can have myself talked into the fact that it for sure worked I just feel it and then back to no it didn't work there is no way it worked in a five minute time period.
I try to think to myself that I shouldn't think about it so much because it is total out of my hands. There is nothing that I personally can do at this point that would make the outcome any different. It is what it is no matter how I am going to feel about it.
The one thing I know is if the outcome is negative then I am going to be sad. I am so tired of being sad and disappointed. I want it to be my turn to be happy and excited. I want it to be my turn to tell my family good news. I want it to be my turn to sit with my husband and daydream about what our baby will look like or if it's a boy or girl, or what we are going to name it. I want to paint a nursery and pick out baby clothes and grow a nice big belly that kicks people when they touch it.
The hopeful side of me is saying maybe this is it for me. Maybe my turn has finally come and I can move on from this chapter of my life. Then there is the side that says don't get your hopes up. What makes this time any different from the last. Protect your heart and hope for the best but expect the worst.
I guess either way there is no way to prepare myself for good news or bad news. It is going to be whatever it is meant to be. Whatever God has planned for me. Let's hope this will be my last two week wait!

After Months of Waiting.......

Well after all the blood work and waiting for that to come back, last month I was able to start a new drug call Fermara. I went in to see when the IUI would be scheduled and the drug didn't to its job. So yet another month I had to wait. I was very disappointed.

This month we decided to go with Fermara again days 3-7 then on days 7-12 we started injections of Follistim. I went into the Dr for the u/s to see if we could do the IUI and guess what on day 12 there was one huge follicle which was going to be ready the next day! So that morning I gave myself the ovidrel shot and went in the next morning for my IUI. That was Sat May 15th.

The things that are different about this cycle are the IUI took place on day 13. All my other cycles it was not earlier than day 16. The follicle was much larger. This month it was 21mm with my u/s in past months they were only about 17mm and we had to let them grow. I am hoping that these different things are positive things.

So now the roller coaster of the two week wait begins. It depends on the moment on how I feel. Sometimes I am very hopeful and just think to myself that it has to work and that's all there is to it. Other times I sit and think why would it work its only worked once before and you miscarried. It's very hard and I have a constant battle with myself. I feel it is healthier and better for my body to try to remain positive and hopeful but at the same time it is better for my heart to remain a little guarded.

No matter what though I pray this is our month and we get a healthy happy baby from it. I am so ready for this chapter of our married life to be over so we can move on and enjoy each other without this constantly being on our minds.

Relieved and Frusterated

Well I just got the call from the fertility Dr with the blood work results I have been waiting for and everything came back in normal range. Which I was very relieved to hear. I actually started crying which lets me know I was stress a lot more about it than I originally thought. Then I started to think about it.

I am having a hard time knowing if I should be excited or disappointed. I don't really want anything to be wrong with me, but now at the same time I have no answers at all. I am now into the unexplained fertility category. I guess my feeling is, if there was some answer they could give me at least then they would have something to fix. Now there is no answers and nothing they can do to fix anything. So does this mean I should just continue on and if we get to the end of all our options I need to just think that it is God's plan that I not have children and accept it. That would be the only conclusion I could come up with.

I was hoping that these test would give me some sort of answer to why I don't have a baby in my arms right now. At least then I would have a name to put to my disappointment and struggles. I could say " well we have not been able to have a baby because..... and this is what they do to fix it." Instead I am stuck here scratching my head still wondering if there is ever a baby in my future.

Now comes the decision for Kevin and I. Do we spend the large sum of money to do IVF? Once we do that, that is the finally straw for us and from there either we are pregnant or we decide to move on with our lives. I am not sure I am quite ready for the finality in my journey of trying to have a family. Or do we try one more time IUI in which the cost is not quite as high emotionally or financially.

I think we will do the IUI just one more time. I am not quite ready to take the last step towards the end of my journey just yet. I am not ready to say this is it and if this doesn't work we are done. I don't know honestly if I will ever be able to say that.

I do know that we will not do the IUI until probably May. I promised Blake that I would take him to the Great Wolf Lodge on his spring break for a mommy and son trip. I want to be able to ride the slides and do things with him. What is one more month in the grand scheme of things anyway. Especially when you are waiting so you can see the smile on your child's face when you scream like a crazy person going down the water slide. That makes it all worth waiting for me.

At least you have......

Sometimes I feel like people are under the assumption that I am not grateful or happy for what I do have. This really bothers me. I thank God on a daily basis for helping me make it through my divorce with my first husband and not having to struggle to make ends meet. I am thankful for the fact that I work where I do with the coworkers I have because I don't think I would have made it through everything I am going through without the support I have received there. I am thankful for my beautiful boy I have and that he is healthy and loving and spunky. I am thankful for my husband who I know loves me so much and would do anything to make me happy, and I know it is so hard for him to watch me be sad. I am thankful I have both of my parents. I am thankful that I have all of my family and that everyone is healthy and has stayed safe. I am thankful my friends. So to the people who think I am not grateful I am very much so and I do think I am lucky to have a these wonderful things in my life.

I know that I am not the only one who has something I am struggling with in my life. I know there are some people who look at what I am going through and they might have something much worse going on in their life and they look at me and think she has no idea what it is like to go through whatever horrible thing they are going through. They are probably right. I might not. There are a lot of things I hear other people talking about in there lives and I feel guilty for being so sad about what's going on in mine. But at the same time I hear people complain about stuff that is going on in their lives and think to myself they have no idea how lucky they are.

I guess my point his whenever someone is going through something difficult in there life whether you think it is something big or not, don't say to them at least you have.....
They fact is that they are probably well aware of all the blessings they have in their life, but right in that very moment they are in, they are sad about what is going on and it seems devastating to them.

At least I have all the wonderful things in my life that I have, but the fact is I want a baby and I have always wanted more than one child. The fact is that so has Kevin and at least he has Blake but maybe he would love to have his own. My situation is a heartbreaking, stressful and just a down right hard situation. No it is not life or death. I will not die if I don't have another baby and life will go on no matter how this chapter of my life ends, but the fact is the words at least you have... are not comforting to me right now. Having a baby is my desire right now.

If the answer turns out to be "no"

Sometimes I sit and think about if I don't ever get pregnant at what point am I going to really decide that the answer God has given me is "no". I have been going through this now for almost five yrs and I still have no thoughs of giving up. So at what point in time will I say enough is enough? When this point comes what comes next?

I know people who have went through what I am going through for ten yrs and they still have not given up. They still feel the sting when someone else around them gets pregnant. Does this mean if my answer is "no" that I will always feel the sting too? Does it mean I will never really be happy for someone else without being jealous for myself?

I have spend all this time concentrating on this one thing. I have to wonder if I didn't have this to concentrate on what would my mind be thinking of then. Of course I always think about my son and pray that he will grow up to be a healthy happy adult, I think of my familyand friends and hope that they all stay healthy and safe, but I have poured so much of my mind, body and soul into trying to have a baby when that is gone what will I do then. Either way if I have a baby or I never have a baby at some point my focus will have to move on to something else.

If the answer is "no" will we decide to adopt or will we just decide to go on with our life just the way it is. Maybe I am not meant to have my own, maybe I am meant to give a good home to someone elses child that needs a family to love them.

All I know is that soon enough I will know what my answer is and after I know that is when I will have to accept whatever it might be and live my life accordingly. Having all this time in limbo in some ways has been a blessing because I have hope. I am in some ways excited to know the outcome of the test and know what comes next, then there is the part of me that is scared to know the outcome of the test because this means my reality is going to be right in front of me good or bad.

I guess in life there are many situations where you are waiting for answers, whether it be for trying to have a baby and you can't, an illness of yourself or a loved one, a job, anything that you are waiting to find out the outcome. At some point you will have the answers good or bad and at that point I guess you have to just face it and realize this is your life like it or not. Then you deal with it.

Jealousy and Guilt

I never in my life remember being truly jealous of anyone else. I have never been jealous of any ones house, husband, job, car, or money. So feeling like a jealous person is something that is really hard or me to deal with. I never started being jealous until it came to trying to have a baby. It seems that most people seem to be able to do it so easily. Not that I would want anyone to ever have to experience what I am going through it's just I sometimes wonder why it is that it has to be so hard for me.

I have many people in my life right now who are pregnant. People that I love and care about very much. People that I pray will have healthy pregnancies and babies. The hard part is at the same time I am very jealous of them. I wonder why it is not me too. When people tell me they are pregnant I want to be able to look at them and smile and say congratulations I am so happy for you. I want to say it and in my heart without any hesitation and REALLY mean it. Instead I feel like I have been punched in the stomach and I force a smile and I say congratulations and then I go off where I can be by myself and cry. This is where the guilt comes.

I feel guilty for many things. I feel guilty that when people find out they are pregnant they dread telling me because they know that it is going to make me upset. This is really hard because I hate that I take away a little bit from their happiness because of my sadness. I hate the fact that I feel guilty because of something I have no control over in my life that is affecting something good in theirs. I hate when people come to tell me and I can tell by the look in their eyes they are sorry to tell me. Mostly I hate that these people who mean so much to me are having something wonderful go on in their lives and in normal circumstances I would be able to enjoy it and embrace it with them but instead my first instinct is to distance myself just a bit because it is just to hard for me.

Then there is my husband. My husband has told me more times than I can count that he loves me and he loves my son and that with the two of us his life is complete. He said more kids or not he will be happy. I know that my husband has always pictured his life with children, yes he has my son and he is a wonderful stepfather but I mean his own children. He loves children so much. I love to watch him play with our nieces and nephews. He always talks about his friends kids and how cute so and so's baby is. I feel guilty that if my husband would not have picked me maybe he would have his own kids by now. He tells me all that time that he thinks it will happen at some point for us but if it doesn't he is perfectly happy. Its hard enough to know that I am the reason that my dreams have not come true but if is even harder knowing that you may not be able to give the person you love what they deserve. He would be such a wonderful father.