I think it is time to bring you all up to speed on our infertility journey.
So here it is…
I think I should start with my last doctor appointment and physical BEFORE we starting tying to conceive in September of 2010. I mentioned to the doctor that we would like to start a family. He (the male doctor) recommended that I start on prenatal vitamins right away and made it clear that it really isn’t that difficult to get pregnant. He said something along the lines of, “it is not difficult, teenagers do it in the backseat of cars all of the time.” I didn’t like this comment to begin with, and despise it even more now.
Once we reached the 6 month mark I was getting more and more anxious and concerned. Daniel (my husband) decided he wanted to get tested at about 11 months in to our journey. I think his decision was greatly effected by my constant crying and depression, thank heaven for medication and counseling we got that manageable now. His semen analysis came back with a great count and mobility. So, the focus turned to me.
We planned on testing test me when my next cycle started. (My tests had to be done at specific times within my cycle.) I was very anxious to get the process started; I think it was the first time I had looked forward to my cycle starting…well ever. We got some great news when my cycle never did start and found out that we were pregnant in October of 2011. We were ecstatic! It was right before Halloween when we found out. It was so exciting to dream about the next Halloween and what our baby would dress up as. We were going to have 4 month old by the next time Halloween rolled around!
Halloween 2011 with our nephew Shay. He was Woody, his little sister Macy was Jessie, and he wanted us to be Little Green Aliens. So of course we complied. He was so surprised. :)
We had our first prenatal visit at 8 weeks (not with doctor teenage pregnancy, we found a new doc) and began spreading the news to close family and planned to tell everyone about our very exciting news when we reached 12 weeks. Unfortunately our plans changed.
At about 9.5 weeks, while in Wal-Mart of all places, I started spotting. I think that was the fastest trip we have ever made to Wal-Mart; we got what we need and were out of there. As soon as we got to the car I called the doctor.
It was after hours so the answering service took down my information and I waited “patiently” by the phone. I think Daniel might use a different word, but patiently works for me. The doctor reassured me that it is very common to have some spotting in the first trimester and everything is probably just fine. She told me just to relax and not worry too much. She scheduled an ultrasound for the next day to check on the baby.
Friday, November 18th 2011: We go in for our first ultrasound at 9:30. The ultrasound technician points out the baby and measures him/her several times. After awhile she asks how far along we are, I tell her 9.5 week. She response with, “The baby is measuring just under 7 weeks.” Dan and I both brushed is off and thought we had miscalculated our due date. A few minutes later she is still taking pictures of our baby and she announces that she cannot find a heartbeat. We were devastated!
We had spent so long trying to conceive and lost our first child to miscarriage. Since we were past 8 weeks the doctor gave us the option of having the baby removed via D&C or going home and waiting for him/her to pass on naturally. We opted for the D&C. They sent the baby for minimal testing. We found out it was not a molar pregnancy. That was really good news, but the testing did not provide us any more answers. The doctors chalked it up to bad luck and told us they would start me on clomid to speed up the process of conceiving our 2nd child.
We did about 5 months of colmid then moved to femara for a few months. During those 7 or 8 months they did a battery of tests on me including lots of blood work and a Hysterosalpingogram. They all came back normal. The medication alone wasn’t working so we moved on to IUI.
Yikes! This is getting long, I’ll continue with the rest of our story another night.
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