Sunday, December 1, 2013

FET #1


FET#1 (Nov-Dec 2014)

Nov. 18- begin taking estrace (2mg) by mouth 3x/day

Nov. 26- sore throat; go to walk-in clinic and given Clindamycin

Nov. 30-go in for u/s and b/w...lining is only 6.2 begin taking estrace 3x/day vaginally also

Dec. 4- go in for another u/s, everything looks good, lining is nice and thick (around 10)
  • start PIO injections pm
Dec. 5- wake up with rash in the am
  • head to PCP, believes it is antibiotic rash (happened before with penicillin)
  • start 7 day treatment of prednisone
  • speak w/ RE; okay to start prednisone and continue PIO
Dec. 6-rash already improving (caught it early)

Dec. 9- Transfer Day (doctor commented everything went "perfect")

Dec. 19- Bloodwork confirms negative (tested a few days before)


And so begins IVF#2...

Monday, July 8, 2013

First Few Weeks with a Newborn

H is almost 3 months!! Where has the time gone...I should have written this post a long time ago but I just haven't sat down to do it until now.

Getting pregnant was not easy, my pregnancy was not easy, and although it only took 20 minutes to push H out, the actual childbirth experience wasn't easy so I am not sure why I expected the first few weeks at home to be any different!

The first two weeks were hard.  REALLY HARD.  Breastfeeding was not working, the only time she would latch was when I had someone else to help me (lactation consultant.)  And that was extremely frustrating.  I was in a lot of pain dealing with recovery from my third degree tear and my emotions were ALL over the place.  I did not immediately fall in love with H.  I loved her, but it wasn't what I expected.  I waited all of 7 days before I realized I was not okay and I reached out to my doctor.  She saw me quickly and agreed that it would be best for my to go on meds for a few months just to try and balance me out.  Within a week after starting the meds and also coming to the decision that breastfeeding just wasn't working, I felt like a new person.

There is a big push to breastfeed, I did lots of research and I know the benefits and although I really wanted it to work, between her being tongue tied, battling depression, and having to pump every 2-3 hours 24 hours a day I just couldn't do it.  For a day or two I felt selfish and then I realized it was the best decision I could have ever made.  Both my husband and family were extremely supportive and H took to the Newborn Enfamil really well.  AND, I was FINALLY bonding with my little girl.

What I have realized over these last few months is that important decisions like this are really no one else's business.  What works for one family may or may not work for another, and that is OK.  There is also nothing wrong with asking for help.  I feel like I am a better mom because of those hard decisions I had to make so early on.

After getting past those first few weeks I have been head over heels in love with this little girl.  I literally cannot get enough of her.  She looks and acts very similarly to me and I just love it.  She goes from calm to screaming her head off in 2 seconds when she is hungry or has had enough of something.  She is full of smiles and all sorts of different expressions, even a few giggles here and there.  This last week she has started to sleep through the night.  Last night she went down at 7:30 pm, got up for a feed at 4:30 in the morning and then back down until 7 am.

There is so much more I want to say but the thoughts don't flow as easily as they used to now that my mind is occupied 120% of the time with H haha!

I am completely ECSTATIC for all of the women who have had babies over these past few months and although I don't post/comment much, I love all the pictures.  Those of you still in the trenches, my heart breaks for you...I will never understand why something that can bring people so much love can sometimes be so difficult to obtain.

One last thing...the feelings about my infertility have not gone away.  Some of my friends are beginning to announce they are pregnant with their second and I cannot help but feel a little sad.  I don't know what the future holds for P and me, and future children.  I do know we have one frozen embryo and we have decided to continue to keep it frozen until we are ready to try again.  But, if that doesn't work, I guess we will try IVF again.  The thought of putting us through that again overwhelms me, but we got Harper out of it the first time and I would do it all over again to have her...in a heartbeat





Monday, June 10, 2013

H's Birth Story

On Tuesday night we checked into the hospital at 8pm.  We had been waiting around all day for a phone call to tell us when they could have us come in, we finally got the phone call around 4 and then I broke down into hysterical, ugly sobs.  It was a combination of fear, excitement, and the realization that somehow this baby had to come out!

I knew from the previous Friday that I was not dilated at all.  The doctor has originally not been able to locate my cervix the week before, but that Friday she used a speculum (OW!) and was able to get to it and give me the bad news that I was not dilated at all.  The only good news was Harper's head was literally RIGHT THERE!

We checked into a room (where I would not be delivering) and they hooked me up to the monitors to check for contractions.  The bed was ridiculously uncomfortable although the room was a good size and P had a pull out bed.  This was not a labor and delivery room, they assumed it would be a while so they weren't in any rush to get me into one.  Around 10:30 pm a doctor came in and told me she was going to insert the balloon (which would fall out at 3cm) and put some cervidil on my cervix.  The insertion of the balloon hurt a lot but once it was in it was more an annoyance than anything else.  Then we waited.  P dozed off and on but I barely slept and had bad burns on my elbows to show for it as I continued to try and push myself up on the bed over and over again!

Finally, around 7 am a nurse came in to check the balloon which had still not fallen out yet.  They came around with a breakfast tray which I couldn't really stomach.  A few more hours went by.  I began to wonder if this would take another whole day.  Around 11 am the nurse pulled the balloon out and my doctor came in to check me and said I was about 2.5 cm dilated.  ARE YOU SERIOUS!  That's it!  I then got up to go to the bathroom and was having some serious lower back pain (now wondering if it was labor pains) and as soon as I got back into bed I felt a huge pop and water/blood started gushing everywhere.  That's when things got a little crazy.  I kept having to get up and use the bathroom (I guess your system really does clear itself out) and I was on all fours in the room begging the nurse to take me seriously and get me some meds.  They assumed since I was a first time mom I didn't know what was going on so they were not in any rush.  There was not a room open for me in L&D which meant they could not start the epidural until I was in one of those rooms.  Both P and I were starting to freak out.  I continued to tell P the baby was coming.  The nurses came in and were rubbing my back telling me I was doing a great job (little did they know I could have been seconds away from delivering!)  Finally the doctor arrived and checked me, confirming what I already knew...I was fully dilated and could start pushing IF I wanted to.  Cue complete FREAK OUT.  MY body literally felt like it was convulsing, I could feel little H moving down and I had no control over my body.  I started crying telling her I needed the epidural.  Immediately 6 nurses came rushing in with a stretcher and a delivery kit.  We had to take the elevator to get to L&D and they were afraid I wasn't going to make it that far without delivering H!

It was the longest elevator ever.  I just remember continuing to yell "She's coming" as the dr held my hand telling me to keep breathing (best advice she gave me was to pretend you're blowing out a candle.)  When they finally got me into L & D it was pure panic.  They turned me on my side and told me I would need to be still if I wanted to get the epidural.  I remember my doctor continuing to ask for "George" as he was the anesthesiologist.  When he finally arrived I remember P stumbling to put a mask on because he was so shaken up.  My proudest moment was being in all that pain and having the ability to stay still enough for the epidural!  Within minutes I felt relief.  I could still move my legs, but I did not feel any pain.  The doctor/nurse decided they wanted me to wait to push because my body needed time to recover.  After about a half hour they decided I was good to go.  It was so calm.  We were talking between pushes, laughing at what state I was in just an hour before.  I am so thankful that is the experience I had delivering H rather than the complete chaos that it could have been.  I only pushed for 20 minutes...5 sets of 3 pushes each and she was out!   I never needed pitocin and the doctor/nurse were in shock at how quickly everything transpired.  At 2:35pm we welcomed H.  P cut the cord and the doctor got to work on me.  I had a third degree tear because H came out with her hand by her face and swiped me!  It took about 35-40 minutes to get stitched up and the nurse continued to tell me how lucky I was to get the epidural because of the tear repair.  They also put in a catheter because I was so swollen and they didn't want me to get up for the first 24-36 hours to use the bathroom.  But, because of the epidural I did not feel any of this.

For the next 36 hours I survived off of heavy pain meds, TUCKS pads, and the fantastic pads at the hospital that also serve as ice.  BEST THINGS EVER (if you have the chance, take as many as these home with you from the hospital!)  I almost cried when they took the catheter out because I was so nervous to get up and walk around, I was also nervous to go to the bathroom!  VERY NERVOUS!  The first few times I tried to get up I got super lightheaded and they made me sit back down.  When I finally made it to the bathroom I felt a little better to have that over with!

In the hospital we had some issues with H's blood sugar which were quickly resolved and we also had to get her tongue clipped by a surgeon from another hospital because she had a pretty bad tongue tie.  But, besides that, she was perfect.  And, she was here!

I wish I could say when we got home that Thursday afternoon that it was a walk in the park but unfortunately that couldn't be further from the truth.  Breastfeeding was a disaster.  My emotions were all over the place and depression had set in.  But, as H will turn 7 weeks tomorrow, I can say my life is complete.  P and I have never been happier and those difficult newborn weeks are behind us.  I will post about breastfeeding/depression/first two weeks soon.

But for now, here are a few more pictures of our little one who has totally won over our hearts...it scares me how much I love her!





Friday, June 7, 2013

H is Here!

I can't believe it has been this long.  I want to post the birth story but just can't put the words together yet.  The short version is I checked in for my induction at 39 weeks due to medical reasons on Monday night (April 22) at 8:00 pm and had H on Tuesday afternoon (April 23) at 2:35 pm.  I went from 3 cm to fully dilated in less than an hour all without an epidural (which I desperately wanted!!)  Never needed pitocin and the doctors and nurses were in shock at how fast things went.  I ended up with a third degree tear (ouch) and a tough two weeks adjusting to life at home with a newborn.  But, H is now a little over 6 weeks and P and I could not be more in love with her.  Here are a few pictures...I will be back soon with a lot more details!  I can finally say it was all worth it, and I would do it ALL over again, all of it...






Tuesday, April 23, 2013

IVF #2


Start Date:  Monday, February 2, 2015

Needle Count: 36

Blood Draws: 7

Ultrasounds: 5



February 2: begin birth control pills

February 11: 10 units of Lupron @ 6:10 am
  • bloated and diahrea (maybe nerves?)
February 12: 10 units of Lupron @ 6:10 am

February 13: 10 units of Lupron @ 6:30 am

February 14: 10 units of Lupron @ 7:00 am

February 15: 10 units of Lupron @ 7:00 am
  • took last BCP
February 16: 10 units of Lupron

February 17: 10 units of Lupron

February 18: 10 units of Lupron

February 19: 10 units of Lupron
  • really tired and no energy
February 20: 10 units of Lupron before baseline appt.
  • 8 am baseline b/w and u/s (everything looks good)
  • 10 am acupuncture  (trying someone new this go round!)
February 21: 10 units of Lupron

Begin Stimulating Drugs (2 shots a day)

February 22: lower dosage of Lupron to 5 units
  • begin 75 units of Gonal-f (starting out super low to avoid OHSS and will be going in earlier then usual for bloodwork on Wednesday morning to check my estradiol)
  • retrieval date should fall around March 5, my 32nd birthday 
February 23: 5 units of Lupron
  • 75 units Gonal-f
February 24: 5 units of Lupron
  • 75 units Gonal-f
  • accupuncture
February 25: 5 units of Lupron
  • b/w (e2 came back at 259 so instructed to lower dose)
  • 50 units of Gonal-f
February 26: 5 units of Lupron
  • 50 units of Gonal-f
February 27: 5 units of Lupron
  • b/w and u/s (e2 came back at 220, so it dropped, told to up dose)
  • 75 units of Gonal-f
  • accupuncture
February 28: 5 units of Lupron
  • 75 units of Gonal-f
March 1: 5 units of Lupron
  • b/w
  • e2 levels still look terrible, only 279
  • going up to 112.5 Gonal-f tonight & tomorrow night
March 2: 5 units of Lupron
  • nauseous most of the morning
  • bloated
  • 112.5 Gonal-f
March 3: 5 units of Lupron
  • b/w and u/s 
  • left ovary measured 51 mm x 38 (HUGE) with 3 measurable follicles and tons of smaller ones measuring between 9 and 11, they do not consider them measurable until they are a "12"
  • my right came back at 36x20 with 1 measurable follicle and lots of smaller ones 
  • e2 came back at 1,050 (yikes!)
  • lower Gonal-f to 50 units 
  • dr. wrote prescription for cabergoline that I will need to take the same night of my trigger shot to hopefully lessen the effects of overstimulating 
  • accupuncture appt. after work 
March 4: 5 units of Lupron
  • 50 units of Gonal-f
March 5: 5 units of Lupron
  • b/w and u/s
  • left ovary & right ovary both measuring around 50x35
  • about 5 measurable follicles on left and 1 on right, but tons of little ones still, lead follicle is about 16 mm
  • nurse believes I will trigger Friday or Saturday night
  • continue with 50 units gonal-f and back to clinic tomorrow am 
  • lining is about 9.7 
March 6: TRIGGER tonight @ 6:30 pm
  • b/w and u/s 
  • nurse was really great and explained that I had 6-7 measurable follicles, with only 3 of those being mature and about 15 smaller ones (that are never going to grow now)
  • as of this morning, nurse though they would probably push me a few more days
  • accupuncture @ 12:15  
  • @ 3pm got the phone call e2 dropped to 1300, body is trying to ovulate on its own
  • now instructed to trigger tonight at 6:30 pm and go in for retrieval Sunday morning 
  • 0.5 mg Cabergoline   
March 7: first day in the last 4 weeks without a shot to take

March 8: 7:30 am Egg Retrieval

  • retrieved 8 eggs
March 9: began crinone suppositories
  • spoke with embryologist
  • of the 8 eggs, only 3 were mature, and only 2 fertilized correctly
March 10: continue crinone
  • spoke with embryologist; still have 2 embryos...1 is a 2-cell and 1 is a 4-cell
  • transfer is set...please let one make it!
March 11: P's birthday
  • doctor recommends transferring both embryos (one is 8-cell but poor quality, other is 5-cell but looks perfect)
  • only transfer 1 (the 5-cell which has already multiplied to 7-cell!)
March 16: 5dp3dt

  • felt a little cramping and some stomach pains
March 18: 7dp3dt

  • POSITIVE test
March 23: 12dp3dt

  • BETA #1: 378
March 25: 14dp3dt

  • BETA #2: 750
April 1: 21dp3dt
  • BETA #3: 9,676
April 13: u/s

  • one strong little baby
  • were able to see and hear heartbeat, right around 150




Saturday, April 13, 2013

Fears, Questions, & Knowing Too Much

I am a control freak, so in some ways getting biweekly monitoring has been good for me (although I don't think it will help me get through possible subsequent pregnancies because I know it is so atypical!)

We went in yesterday for our monitoring appts. (also the day we see the doctor once a week.)  Little girl was very active so I didn't have to be on the NST long which was good because they do nothing but stress me out, staring at her heartbeat for 20 mins and analyzing whether or not it is getting too high/low.  A few weeks ago I was hooked up and her heartbeat dropped into the 90s, the nurse came running in and told me to take a few deep breaths and it came right back up but boy was it scary!  Luckily it hasn't happened again, that I am aware of.

We also get quick u/s every time I go in so they can check my fluids and placenta.  Baby has been head down since about week 26, WAY HEAD DOWN.  We haven't seen her face in over 10 weeks.  And I get ultrasounds twice a week!  At our last growth scan which was almost 4 weeks ago they were not even able to measure her head.  The u/s tech teases me about it, not understanding how I can walk or don't spend every 5 seconds at the bathroom.  And to be honest, I really don't understand it either.  Luckily my cervix has been sealed tight or else this baby could have come a lot sooner.

My doctor did an internal two weeks ago along with the Strep B test which came out negative (thank god, one test that came out fine!)  And when she offered another check last week, I denied it.  So, I knew going in this week I was probably going to get checked again.  I am currently 37w4d, which is still considerably early for a first time mom.  The problem is, I am getting induced at exactly 39w (for medical reasons.)  The cervix check is pretty much excruciating because my cervix is STILL way behind the baby's head.  She dug around with one hand and then tried the other hand, and finally said, "Lindsay, her head is RIGHT THERE!"  Normally that would be awesome, my body is getting ready, except that, it is so low she had NO CHANCE of finding my cervix.  Meaning, my cervix has not moved forward AT ALL.  During most of your pregnancy your cervix will be high and closer to your bottom, as labor nears, it will move forward and should move in front of the babies head.  I have made no progress with that.  We have another appt. with the doctor next week (our last appt. before the induction) and she told me she may have to torture me a little, yes she used the word "torture."  She wants me to practice breathing, find my Zen.  Haha, yeah right. She said something about possibly having to use a speculum and doing everything she could to see what is going on with my cervix.  When I go for my induction, they are going to need full access to my cervix, especially if I am not dilated at all, because the goal is to ripen my cervix the night before the induction and then slowly introduce pitocin the next morning.  From the sounds of it, because baby is so low, if we can get my cervix to cooperate EVER, labor will move very fast.

I feel like people only write horror stories about inductions and am afraid of what mine is going to be like if my cervix continues to be so high.  I know things can change quickly and I am going to spend a lot of time walking and on my feet this next week.  But, to be honest, I am a teacher, I am always on my feet.  And she has been head down for months now.  Why should I expect anything to change over the next few days?  Instead of going to the hospital the 23rd, we will be going in the night before for cervical ripening.  I freaked out in the car ride home last night and told P that I couldn't do this anymore.  I want to fast forward 2 weeks and just be home with her.  Unfortunately, that isn't possible, so I gotta put my big girl pants on and figure out how I am going to deal with all of this.  And hope that in the meantime SOMETHING, ANYTHING happens with the positioning of my cervix, otherwise I am afraid I may pass out at my doctor's appt. next week, from fear alone!!

On another note, how has what you have gone through in your current or past pregnancies or even attempts to get pregnant impacted your thoughts about future pregnancies?  I know everyone says you forget what happens during the birth and your body forgets making you ready for more, but what about the pain of infertility and a tough pregnancy?  Do you really forget that stuff?  I always wanted three children, it is down to two now.  Last night I told P I don't know if I can go through this again, and if we choose to, it may not be for a long time.  Maybe that will change when she is here and we are head over heels in love with her and can't imagine life without her.  But, for right now, I don't know where we are at.  Anyone else have mixed feelings?

Friday, April 5, 2013

Still Here!


Where to begin?

It has been months since I have blogged, not even sure if too many of you check my blog anymore but I thought it was time to catch people up a little bit.

I am currently 36w2d pregnant.  I know, I can't believe it either!

I had thought getting past the infertility issues would be difficult, and they were (and continue to be) but it was compounded by the b/w that came back sometime in the second trimester.  Since getting those results (which I know can often be wrong or false positives) I have been considered a "high risk" pregnancy and that has made these last few months really difficult on me.  I have had lots of up and lots of downs.  We were initially afraid the b/w indicated some kind of issue with baby's spine, but after having a level II ultrasound, that was just about ruled out.  So, when high AFP goes unexplained, it sometimes puts pregnant women at higher risk for pre-eclampsia, pre-term labor, stillbirth, and a wide range of other things.

Since reaching week 32, I have been at the doctors twice a week every week and will continue to do that until I get induced at week 39.  Each time I have a NST and u/s, and once a week I also meet with my doctor.  In addition I have been getting growth scans every 4 weeks since week 26.  Everything has continued to look good, but the extra tests are exhausting and stressful!  They are checking to make sure my fluids are okay, the placenta is still working, and babe is still measuring on track.  Out first growth scan, she came out in the 70th percentile, second growth scan she measured in the 59th percentile and our most recent one (which was two weeks ago) she was in the 39th percentile.  Yes, she has continued to measure smaller every few weeks, but the doctor isn't concerned, so I am trying not to stress about it too much (haha yeah right!)  Once again, all the nurses, secretaries, u/s techs know me by name because I am there so much (just like with IVF.)

I also failed my Glucose Test, not once, not twice, but three times!  I initially failed the 1-hour and kept hearing from everyone how common it was and I would pass the 3-hour with flying colors.  Of course that didn't happen, I failed 2 separate 3-hour tests.  Protocol would be for me to take another at week 38, but at that point I will be a few days away from being induced so my doctor cut me a break and told me it could just be a fluke or the way my levels would be throughout pregnancy (it was always the second hour blood draw that went up, the other 3 blood draws looked good.)  Needless to say, I feel like every test I have been given I have failed miserably.  Every time the office calls I cringe thinking it is more bad news.

I know I will regret not doing bump updates and have weekly notes to look back on but to be honest it has really been difficult for me to fully embrace this pregnancy.  So many of my friends have gotten pregnant and not had to deal with any of this, it makes it really hard for me to relate to them.  They have ultrasound pictures and pregnancy things all over their facebook pages and at times it is just too much for me.  I have a hard time sympathizing with pregnant people over their lack of sleep when I keep worrying whether or not today will be the day I go in for my NST/ultrasound and they tell me something is wrong and the baby has to come out NOW!

The pregnancy itself has been fairly easy on me (which kind of makes it even worse!)   I still have no swelling, blood pressure continues to be low around 120/65, have only gained about 23 pounds, and have had just about no aches/pains.  She has been head down for about 2 months and is currently so low that my u/s tech can't believe I am still able to walk without the famous pregnant waddle.   She has also been face down for a while too which has taken just about all the pressure off my lower back and my sciatic pain has been no more.

Sorry I have been away for so long, I have been reading everyone's blog but have been in a weird place for a while now.  I have been rooting so many of you on from a far, and have loved seeing pictures of all the new babies (please keep posting tips and favorite products, I LOVE reading those posts!)

The best thing that has come out of all of this is P and I are in a better place then we have ever been.  We are nervous, stressed, excited, and don't know what to expect over these next few weeks, but we are going through it together.

The NSTs have been picking up lots of contractions over the past week and although they are not painful, they definitely have me wondering when baby is actually going to be coming.  We are scheduled to get induced on April 23 (a full week early.)  I am still working and it has really taken it's toll on me, especially since two days a week I leave work early and am at the doctors for anywhere from 2-3 hours.  Next week is my last week of work and then I have a week to get ready (if we make it!)

We don't have a birth plan because I don't want to go in with any set expectations.  If it goes anything like the last 2.5 years have gone, then nothing will be in my control.  I am not dead set for/against an epidural.  I want to see how I can manage the pain and if I need it, I need it.  I am hoping to avoid a c-section.  The doctor is concerned about my narrow pelvic bone, but if the baby continue to measures on the smaller side, it might be okay.  Of course, getting induced increases your chances of c-sections too, so I do realize I have a few factors going against me already.

The one thing that P and I did decide to do was take maternity pictures because we wanted to make sure we had something to remember this pregnancy by.  We were really pleased with them and of course we had to include Sage in a few!  These were taken right around 32 weeks, I was even carrying low then!