The morning of transfer, I woke up at about 5 am. I wanted to go have my quiet time. Today was a big day, and C and I decided it was likely going to be the last time we are going to do this regardless of the outcome (although we have said that many times). But for some reason, this time it felt more real. I sat down with my bible and devotion and opened to todays devotional and the heading was TRUST ME ANYWAY. It was the perfect thing for me to read that morning and honestly the only way I could get through this 2ww. I'm just going to share my instagram post I wrote that morning...
"I took this picture a few months ago on my way to a hair appointment. The sunset was just so gorgeous that I literally had to pull over the car to capture it. I thanked God for making such a beautiful sunset. Sometimes it seems like they happen at the perfect time, like they were painting just for... me! Do you ever feel that way?
In my quiet time this morning, I was reading in a devotional I actually bought for my kiddos. It brought tears to my eyes. The heading was "Trust Me Anyway" it was like he was speaking directly to me!
And then the verse... "I told you these things so that you can have peace in me. In this world you will have trouble. But be brave! I have defeated the world!" John
God doesn't promise us a problem free life, but he does promise to be with us through the storms. One thing is for certain, when my faith was tested through this journey and our four miscarriages, He NEVER let me go, even when I wanted to. He hung on to me when my faith hung on by a thread. Now, even through SO much heartache, I can stand firm in his love for me. I may never understand the why we had to go through this trial, but Lord, I do trust you anyway."
Transfer went smoothly. Everything happened as it should. Usually, I am a nervous wreck, anxiety is at a all time high, but this time was different. I was calm, relaxed even. I usually want to go strait home on bedrest, but this time, C and I went out to lunch! We stopped by a new little restaurant called Eat Chow. And because everyone always eat Mc Donald's Fries afterward (I just can't do that knowing how many chemicals are in their food!), we ordered some truffle garlic fries instead! OMGosh SO delish!
Then, I went home on bedrest.
Dr. P requires strict bedrest is required for three days (I only did two days with my twins). The next morning, however, I woke up with a UTI of all things. I tried to get someone to call in a prescription for me, but no one would. First I was sent to my labcorp, but they couldn't test with a dip stick, only culture. So, Finally I ended up in urgent care, got my usual macrobid, and went back home. I was terrified to take an antibiotic thinking it would kill the embryo, but I also didn't want a kidney infection. I had to remind myself of what I felt God was telling me, "Trust me anyway!"
It cleared up right away, but on the second day, I ended up with a rash all over my abdomen. It was the macrobid! I have taken it many times before but now i'm allergic! Great! My body is attacking the embryo! TRUST ME ANYWAY! I stopped the Macrobid after the second day, the third day, the rash was all over my face! Oh this is terrible, I am sure this cycle is a BUST. TRUST ME ANYWAY!
Pray. Wait. Trust.
Dr's wanted me to take a STRONGER antibiotic Cipro, but since I wasn't having any more UTI symptoms, I decided not to take it. I picked up a natural alternative called D-Mannose. I started taking that every three hours when I stopped the macrobid. Apparently it worked!
My symptoms started 3dp6dt: Major bloat, sore boobs on the sides, heaviness and pulling in uterus. I feel like as soon as implantation happens, I get this pooch! It has progressively gotten bigger and bigger all week!
4dp6dt, I got a squinter on a FRER. I mean it was like a barely there, am I seeing things squinter
5dp6dt, I was still questioning it. So I went and got these walmart cheapie tests...
6dp6dt, I wrote, "Symptoms: HOT all night, pulling and heaviness in the uterus, peed twice last night.
Its all been the same, just increasing symptoms, peeing on sticks like a crazy lady! Starting at 4 weeks and 1 day, I noticed an increase in my appetite. I had vegan french toast for breakfast and then i was STARVING after church and all I wanted was a hamburger! We went to the habit and i had a lettuce wrap double double! I hadn't eaten there since I was pregnant with my boys. The last two mornings I've eating homemade meatballs and marinara for breakfast.
The weirdest part is, I thought I would be ballooning up from the prednisone I'm on. Nope! I've lost seven pounds! I'm down to 135 as of this morning, and that is with me having a giant bloated tummy! I think my body likes prednisone. I was terrified of getting moon face. But I'm losing weight!
I woke up this morning and took this test, 12dp6dt, which apparently is the same as 12dp5dt. I just did that receptivity test to confirm my Uterus is receptive day six (like when i had my boys).
Best test yet, and you know I'm going to keep on testing! I can't wait til Friday! They just keep getting better. Blood is drawn! We also did our repeat immune labs... 10 vials of blood, checking my NK cells, antibodies etc. C had to do some too for it too. I will get a report in a couple days and then I will know what my next dose of IVIG needs to be for next Wednesday!
OMG... I just got the call!!!!! I'm PREGNANT!!!!! 291 is the number! Thank you JESUS! I wish it was like the first time all over again. Crying, tears of joy! Unfortunately, that joy has been robbed from me. I am SO happy we have a GREAT number, we have such a LONG road ahead. My next beta is Friday... three days away! Please Lord, protect this life. Give us this baby we have desperately prayed for. Your will your way is always the right ways Lord, but please give us your favor once more. We love you Lord. You are the author and creator of life. Your name is who we praise. Your name and your name alone will be the one I praise for all of my days. To you be the glory Lord, of this precious life. Amen.
See that bump! It was flat as a board, but now I have a pooch! Praise Jesus! (bruises from heparin!)