After 18 months of trying (and many doctors visits) we looked into fertility doctors and found a great one at Texas Fertility Center, Dr. Vaughn. He gave us all of our fertility options with chances of getting pregnant and the chances of having multiples. We decided to go with the simplest, least expensive and least invasive procedure, which was an IUI with Clomid. I had heard about this before and had read online about it taking 3 or 4 rounds before women got pregnant with this procedure. At this point, I really was not very optimistic.
After the procedure they schedule you for a pregnancy blood test exactly two weeks later. I almost didn't even go take the test. I was positive it wouldn't be positive. Well I was wrong! I took the test the morning of November 30 and that afternoon I got a call telling me I was pregnant - 4 weeks exactly. I was SHOCKED! Mike sent me a text that day to ask if I had heard anything but I wanted to tell him in person so I just ignored his text. He knew I was in meetings all day so it was easy to ignore him. :)
I take the train to work so when Mike picked me up from the train station I couldn't conceal my smile! He brings our dog, Samson (more about him later), to the train station with him every day. I get in the car and say, "Hi, Baby" to Samson and then I say, "You won't be the only baby for much longer!" Of course Mike knew the minute I got off the train due to my smile.
So the next couple weeks are glorious! I could not stop smiling. It's the holiday season though, so it was really tough keeping it a secret with all of the holiday parties we had. I even missed my work holiday party because I knew I couldn't get away without drinking with them (what's that tell ya :)). We were looking forward to our ultrasound appointment when we would hear the heart beat for the first time. This appointment was scheduled on December 23, it was to be the best birthday ever.
Because I'm seeing a fertility specialist, each week I have a blood test to check my HCG number. This number should exponentially grow. At 6 weeks my number wasn't as high as it should be so they scheduled me for an ultrasound the next day. The ultrasound showed a gestational sac but no yolk sac or baby, as it should. As a matter of fact, all of the forums I had been reading said you could hear a heartbeat at six weeks. I was devastated - we were devastated. The doctor suggested we come back in a week for another ultrasound. Well, a week later happened to be my original scheduled appointment - again on my birthday. It wasn't the best birthday I've had. After a week, still no development so we knew this was not going to be our take home baby (as the baby forum world says). In early January we scheduled a D&C.
It was definitely a rough start to 2012. I couldn't understand after 18 months of trying how we could finally get pregnant and then lose it.
You may be wondering how Mike felt during this entire process. He was as elated as I was to find out we were pregnant and as devastated as I was to find out we were losing the baby. However, he has been a beacon of positivity through this entire process. He was always telling me, "Don't worry, babe, it's going to happen. We're going to have a baby." He was my rock through all of this and I couldn't imagine going through it with anyone else.
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