I think the last time I participated in ICLW might have been last year… or maybe early this spring. Either way, it’s been a long time and I’m looking forward to meeting some new bloggers!
A little about me and then the rest of my update from last night:
Hi! My name is Belle. I’m a 32 year-old infertile currently living in Lexington, Kentucky with my lovely husband, the Professor, and our four cats. When not obsessing over the emptiness of my uterus I enjoy being outside, sewing, cooking, photography and spending time with friends.
Our journey to have a child officially started in January 2011. I always had a hunch that getting pregnant might be harder for me than others, but never expected it to be this difficult. To date we have had one failed Clomid cycle that ended in a rare reaction (massive hair loss); two failed IUIs with Gonal-F; one hospitalization for OHSS syndrome and a belly-tap; one extraordinarily painful IVF egg retrieval that left me benched due to the risk of another round of OHSS; three FETs; one miscarriage and now a second pregnancy.
Today I am proud to say I’m 8.5 weeks pregnant – more pregnant that I have ever been. Every day is wrought with emotion as I struggle to stay positive and not dwell on my previous loss. My symptoms are very mild and disappear for days on end leaving me certain of failure. Sometimes I feel that pregnancy after infertility and loss is like trying to paddle across the Mississippi in a rowboat with a hole in the bottom – I just can’t pull ahead due to always bailing out more water.
Ok, now the rest of my update from last night. I know I left a lot of things out. I was tired and the Professor was rather grumpy and needed tending too!
So the ultrasound went well. The Chicken was measuring about 17.5 mm and had a perfect heartbeat. He or she had both arms and legs present and accounted for which makes me TREMENDOUSLY happy. I could also see a distinct head.
So this is going to sound really crazy, but the roaster chicken ultrasound had me in a silent panic: where the heck is the head? I googled Trisomy 15 when I lost Pip and the images I saw were horrifying. Intelligent Belle knew that a Trisomy 15 making it that far is extremely rare and that my chance of delivering a full size baby with major issues is VERY low. Irrational Belle, however, saw that roaster chicken and could only think about how terribly nightmarish it looked. Where the hell was the head?
Turns out it was there. Yesterday the Chicken had a distinct head, two arms, two legs, a lovely umbilical cord, spine and more. The sack was a perfect round shape and size. Everything was perfect.
And guess what? That damned hematoma was nowhere to be found! Dr. B still wants me to chill out for two more weeks to make sure things are properly healed, which unfortunately means no exercise for another two weeks and no walking the Thanksgiving 5k with my dad, but I’m sure he will understand once we tell him the good news.
Next ultrasound is November 4 – two whole weeks away!
And now, sweet readers, I need to brush our cats* before my family invades. Tonight my mom, dad, brother and sister-in-law will be arriving to celebrate Thanksgiving. We plan to also tell them the good news on Thursday. I’ll be sure to let you know how that goes!
* Yes, I brush the cats before we have guests. When you have four of them the cat fur is a little, um, overwhelming. Brushing helps and then the grandcats look extra pretty to see grandma and grandpa 🙂