After our transfer on the 13th of November 2013 I took 2 days off work for bed rest! I got mixed advice about bed rest after transfer. The nurses said take as long as I can to settle that baby, the doctor said to just go about my normal activity like any normal person would. Well I wasn't a 'normal person' I didn't get to make love and put my feet in the air. I had a long process and I didn't feel right getting up straight away. I knew I needed this embaby to feel safe and warm and I wanted to give them every single chance I could to implant. I kept my body warm, I only ate warm foods and I kept very still.
From the minute our baby was transferred we immediately said we were PUPO...pregnant until proven otherwise. As I said in my previous post...there was no room for negative thoughts. I was pregnant and this had worked. This was how we talked, thought and acted....that I was pregnant. I took 2 days to rest and begged and begged for our baby to stay with me. I had funny little moments that surprised me. Like every time I sneezed I would apoligise to our baby...I still do to this day...out of habit. In these 2 days of bed rest I had completely 100% convinced myself that I was pregnant. Well so I thought. This is where my mind and reality started to really confuse me.
By Friday the 15th which was 2 days past 5 day transfer or 2dp5dt I kept laughing to myself and crying to myself and then laughing again because I absolutely knew I was pregnant. You know how they say 'mothers intuition' well I always thought that was a load but holy moly it is so true. I know it's cliche but I just felt it. I wasn't sure however, whether it was my awesome power of positive thinking or I really was pregnant and my mummy instincts had kicked in. The feeling didn't go. Over the weekend I just kept shaking my head and saying I am totally pregnant.
I still had to wait 2 weeks for my blood test. The dreaded 2 week wait. I have never been one to test. In the whole 2 and a half years of trying for our baby naturally I think I only ever tested 3 times and that was because I had a day late period. It never even crossed my mind to test during the wait for our blood test and we told everyone we wouldn't. My feeling was so strong though and it was sooo hard to tell whether it was my mind or reality.
On Sunday night I picked up 2 packets of pregnancy tests and put them in my bathroom for 'just in case'
Well Monday morning came and I was 5dp5dt and I still felt 'pregnant' so I tested. I got up before the sun to ensure it was 'good pee' and also so Rob could be there with me. I peed and dunked and waited. We waited the 5 minutes. There is was. POSITIVE. Dam faint but there were 2 lines on that stick. Hells yes! I wasn't a crazy person after all. Just a mummy who knew she was 'with child' ;-)
We knew we couldn't take this as 100% positive as there was still a chance that this positive was from my trigger shot so we had the grueling wait till the next morning to test again. I didn't need any convincing though. I was totally pregnant.
The next morning I tested again...6dp5dt
5 minutes later...2 lines!
It was darker. My levels were growing. That's not the trigger. That's a pregnancy.
It was exciting. Our own little secret. We didn't tell a soul and I lied to everyone who asked me whether I was testing. For once it was amazing to control our conceiving journey ourselves and not have any doctors or nurses involved.
The next morning I tested again. This time there was no waiting for 5 minutes. The second my pee went through the tube the strongest positive line appeared!! There was no denying it. The stick doesn't lie. I couldn't believe how fast and how strong the line was and only after a couple of days.
I had only ever been testing in the morning. Using my 'strongest pee'. So after that super strong line in the morning I decided to tempt fate and pee after lunch. Positive..again! Praise the Lord. I messaged Rob the picture. I told him as soon as I finished work that I was going to race down and buy a digital test. If that came back positive then I was calling it.
Well at 6.00pm on the 20th of November at 7 days past 5 day transfer after 4 positive POAS and a positive digital clear blue we called it and made it official...
WE WERE PREGNANT!
We told our parents. It was happening.
I tested for the next few days. Every morning the line got stronger and darker. I loved seeing it grow knowing that it meant my levels were growing and our baby was settling in beautifully.
On the 25th of November 2013 I had my blood test for my official pregnancy test.
I had my test taken at 6.00 in the morning and I didnt get a call back from the nurse until 3.00 in the afternoon. Even though we already knew I just needed to hear the words from our nurse. On the phone she asked me how I felt and I said 'pregnant' haha She asked why I felt pregnant...'just a feeling' I said...she totally knew I had tested haha
Well the results were in...we were offically pregnant with an amazing BETA of 608!
I could not believe it! We had done it!
For the next 2 weeks I got a blood test every Monday and my results came back beautifully. More than beautifully...they absolutely blew me away. I had very high numbers and we had a very very strong baby. I had doubled in 1 week and almost quadrupled the next week. The higher the numbers got the sicker Mummy got haha it was real.
I finally admitted to our close friends and my TTC sisters that we had been testing the entire time and we pretty much knew from day 1. I don't regret testing. I didn't pee on a stick because I was a crazy tester. I peed on a stick because I just knew! It worked out perfectly for us. More than I ever could of imagined. We got pregnant on our first try of IVF and we got to call the shots for a week and a bit before the doctors took control again. It was all perfect! Thank the lord or Pee on a Stick tests!
Peace, Love and Hope
x S.K.K x