7 weeks 5 days

We are pregnant! We did another round of IUI in June and it was successful!

On my last post, I said I was tired and would be taking a break from fertility treatments, and we did. We took a break for three months. On the last few weeks of May, I told my husband that I think I was ready to go for another round in June and so I emailed my RE.

My period started June 1st, we did our ultrasound, Letrozole, another ultrasound to confirm a mature follicle was there, hcg shot, and IUI. And then the two week wait…

Unlike our past rounds of treatment, I was less stressed about this one, if it's successful – great; if not – try again. Towards the end of the two-week-wait, my husband and I went on a little vacation for four days and just enjoyed Mother Nature. On the last day of our trip (day 13 of the wait), I noticed some red/pink spots when I wiped, so I told my husband, uh oh, period is starting. He just said, just think positive.

When we arrived home, I bought two boxes of HPTs (yes, I'm OCD like that), since I'm supposed to test the following day. I didn't think too much of it, just did the usual stuff the rest of the day. When my husband left for work that night, I felt the urge to pee on a stick, even though I knew that it might be too early. I told myself, if it's negative, you're not supposed to test until tomorrow anyway. Lol.

So, peed on a stick, set it down on the floor. And then voila! It was positive! BFP! I never thought I'd say that but yes! Took a picture and immediately sent it to my husband. I told him that if it's still positive tomorrow, I'll inform our RE and then go to the lab.

Morning came… still positive!!! We are pregnant! Again! We have our rainbow baby! (Okay technically not a baby yet, but whatever). We are so happy and blessed!

Tired 😞

We are taking a break. Our last IUI failed again, even though there were two mature follicles prior to trigger. 

I was initially optimistic because I POAS 10 dpt, thinking the hcg would have been out of my system by then. It was positive. I didn’t want to believe it, even though my husband said there’s a possibility. I POAS two days after and the line was lighter. Also, I didn’t feel pregnant. I know the feeling because we were pregnant last November. 

I told my husband that I’m getting tired of the pills, going in for ultrasounds (our RE clinic is about 30 mins away with light traffic), the shot, timing intercourse, etc etc. He asked me what I wanted to do. I said I don’t know. He then told me that whether or not we have a baby, he’s fine and that he’s already complete. A baby will just be an added blessing. I cried. He comforted me.

So, we’re taking a break. I’m tired.

Here we go again…

So my period started today (sigh). I went in for another baseline ultrasound. My RE (bless her ❤) said every thing looks good and said to start the Letrozole this Friday. I will return next Thursday for another ultrasound to see if 1- any follicles; 2- any follicles mature; 3- determine when to do IUI.

I’m usually a cheerful person. I’d like to think I still am, but it’s getting harder and harder to keep the positive thinking going when every month, my dreaded Aunt Flo visits.

My dear husband keeps my spirits up. He says it will happen. I wish I can still say that with the same gusto he does.

Cycle 3, here we go. Baby dust please. Baby dust. 

My HSG kind of day

After doing all the bloodwork, the next step that my ob-gyn recommended is to have a hysterosalpingogram (HSG) done. The HSG is a procedure where a water soluble contrast dye is injected to the uterus, which then, hopefully spills out of the fallopian tubes, while an xray is done. The HSG, as explained to us, would look if the uterus is ‘normal’ and free of growths and if the tubes are open. 

So, I went in and had a pregnancy test done (required 2-3 days prior to the HSG) – of course, even if I already knew it was negative, still brought a teeny tiny pinch in my heart that our baby is yet to be conceived.

The HSG was scheduled for today. But I’ve been on the edge since Saturday. My husband asked me if I want to postpone it. I said my eggs are shriveling up as we speak so no. more. delaying. No. More.

My ob-gyn gave me Valium to take prior to the procedure, this is an option anyone undergoing HSG may have to calm down the nerves. I guess she saw that I needed it from the get go. Haha. I also had my acupuncturist put it ‘tacks’ in both my ears. I could press on them to bring some sense of calm.

My husband and I came in early for the procedure. I took the meds (antibiotics, ibuprofen, and Valium) right after I signed the consent form. I was called in about 30 mins later, tacks and Valium still not completely calming me down. What made matters worse, my husband was not allowed to go with me. Ding! Ding! Ding! Stressssss!

The MD and nurse were very helpful and professional in explaining everything. I said I’ve been researching and watching YouTube videos, which I think now only made my fears a whole lot worse.

The nurse said that she’ll be there if I need someone to hold my hand and apologized again that my husband couldn’t be inside the room with us (protocol). 

The doctor was very thorough in explaining everything, even as he was doing the procedure, he explained it to me step by step *warning* -might be TMI- from the moment he put in the speculum until he took everything out.

So here’s the step by step procedure as I recall it (with my Valium laced brain, mind you):

  • consent form needs to be signed
  • take meds (antibiotics and pain reliever and if you’re like me, definitely the Valium)
  • wait. wait. wait.
  • undress from waist down
  • doctor and nurse explain the procedure, answer any questions, make you feel safe and comfortable (side note: Doc asked me if were ready, I said ‘no’ – he did wait a few more minutes)
  • you lie on your back like you do when you’re having a pap smear test taken 
  • doctor explained what he was doing:
  1. insert speculum to open you up and clean the cervix (he swabbed it three times)
  2. insert catheter
  3. inflate a small balloon to make sure cath is in place
  4. dye is injected 
  5. you’ll be asked to shift to left and right to make sure dye flows
  6. pictures/xray taken
  7. cath and speculum taken out
  • doctor then explained his preliminary findings
  • shake hands (hehe)

All in all, the whole procedure took about 10-15 minutes tops. The waiting was the worse part, I’m telling you. I felt some cramping (like a bad menstrual cramp) while the dye was being injected. I’m still feeling some cramping 12 hrs later, but nothing bad. 

So there, HSG done. On to the next step.

P.S. My HSG results were 👍🏽.

So much love

We recently got a puppy from our friend. She’s the cutest pup there is, so cute and sweet! Look at her! 


I feel like I have a toddler following me all the time. She loves to snuggle and loves to squeeze in between the hubs and me in bed. 

I can almost imagine having a real child, our real human baby. If I can love a pup this much, what more my very own child. My heart is bursting with love, I hope it becomes a reality soon.

<1%

So, our ob-gyn explained to the the hubs and me that she would still need to order a progesterone test once I get a (+) OPK. During our consult, she explained (quite thoroughly, tbh) that women with PCOS often have (+) OPK results, but not ovulate. I told her that since being off the patch, I’ve been getting high and peak results on the OPK.

On the day of the (+) OPK, I sent an email to Dr. M. I was really optimistic! All of our blood tests were okay. There shouldn’t be a reason that we’re not pregnant yet.

And then came the progesterone test result…

My level came out at .2 ng/dL; standard range => 10 ng/dL post-ovulation. That means, I didn’t ovulate and I’m probably a guy all along (trying to see some humor here, pardon me).

I received an email from Dr. M, confirming what I’ve read so far. She explained that with my level, there’s <1% chance of getting pregnant on our own. I couldn’t help but cry. My dear husband tried to console me and said that that’s why we’re getting help.

Let’s see what happens next…

Tests and blood – ugh

Since receiving a referral to the fertility specialists, my husband and I (mostly I) have been undergoing numerous lab work. If you know me, you’d know that blood and yours truly don’t mix. That’s quite ironic because my mom is a physician and I’m married to one -karma maybe? Hehe.

Anyway, so aside from my immense fear of blood and needles, my veins are very hard to palpate. My initial blood work required 13 – THIRTEEN!!! – test tubes worth of blood. The lab lady, bless her heart – tried three times to get a vein on my left arm to no avail. I looked like an embroidery project. She then shifted to my right arm and went in again – FAIL! She explained that she needed to pass me on to her colleague, and fearing that my right arm might look like my left, I said please. 

The new lab person did a double torniquet just to make a vein pop out. When he finally found one (a tiny one on the outer side), I asked, would you be able to get enough sample? He said, ‘we’ll try’. Oh boy.

So there I was, close to fainting, also praying that my vein would not collapse and give 13 test tubes worth of blood sample. On the 9th or 10th tube (I lost count, I was pinching myself to keep awake), the blood flow started to slow down. Teasing teasing slooooow. 11, 12, 13!!! My vein made it! We did it! Even the lab guy looked relieved. Whew! 

Waiting game begins…again.