7w6d- The Magical Heartbeat!

This post has taken a while to be written because it has been an emotional week. On Monday we had our early scan at 7w2d and last appointment at the fertility clinic. The scan revealed the following: I AM pregnant with ONE baby and that baby has a healthy heartbeat of 138 bpm, which is fantastic news!! I guess it wasn’t in our destiny to have twins and we mustn’t be disappointed. We were thrilled to hear the heartbeat and we could see it flickering away too- it’s absolutely incredible 🙂

The doctor performing the scan wasn’t particularly helpful though. She told me to take it easy because I have some Subchorionic collections (blood clots) and the baby is measuring 3 days smaller than it should. I have already been taking it really easy and we left the clinic feeling pretty upset. Since then I have seen a midwife and GP and M has been reading up a lot about these blood clots and we feel a lot more relaxed. Firstly, the clots are really small 10-15mm and apparently quite normal, especially with IVF, secondly I haven’t actually had any bleeding and thirdly, the baby has a really good heartbeat!

Wednesday I had my “booking-in” appointment with the midwife. This is essentially about filling out paperwork, going through medical history (which is interesting when you’re carrying wife eggs and anon. donor’s sperm) and doing some blood tests. We were really impressed with how well we were treated as a two mum family, the midwife was really cool but we’ll have to change anyway as we’ll be moving soon.

Thursday I booked an appointment with the GP to tell her about my scan results as the clinic advised me to have another scan 10-14 days later to see if baby has caught up and blood clots are disappearing. She gave me a referral to the Early Pregnancy Unit but can’t guarantee they’ll actually scan me as the treatment was private and this is not considered an emergency. As she says, if the baby’s not growing and the blood clots worsen, there’s not actually anything they can do. But, I’ll hope for the scan just for reassurance.

We already feel so proud of our Chicklet and just pray that s/he’ll stay strong in there!

4+3 weeks. GP visit and sick bird!

Yesterday: I called in sick at work for the second day because on my last shift I was feeling really dizzy and completely exhausted and then got an appointment to see the GP. Before I went I rang the clinic to tell them of my positive pregnancy test and they booked me in for my 7 week scan, which will be the last of my treatment package with them. They told me to continue all my medication until twelve weeks, which is annoying because they have rubbish side effects but brilliant if they keep baby sticky!!

The GP appointment went well. She referred me to the midwife and booked my 12 week scan but we’ll probably have to cancel anyway as we’ll have hopefully moved into our new home by then in Sussex and will need to re-register. We received a pregnancy pack with a book that will have all my notes in, birth plans etc and some magazines. I also got my maternity exemption certificate meaning that I won’t have to pay for NHS prescriptions or dental care and she even wrote me a prescription for free Pregnacare (Folic acid, vit D etc) vitamins! The main bonus was that after telling her about my job; driving 3 hours and standing 10-12 hours, starting in the middle of the night etc, she wrote me a letter for work stating that I need to do “office based work” for the next 4 weeks! It feels strange asking for special adaptions at work so early on but at the same time, this is the most vulnerable time in pregnancy and I don’t want to risk problems because of my job, which is exhausting enough when not pregnant. I think when we move closer to the airport and also after I’ve had the first scan it’ll be easier. I emailed work with the letter but haven’t heard anything so I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing on Saturday when I’m next due on shift. 

Today: Booked an appointment at the vet for Buddy (budgie) as he’s been increasingly unwell 😦 He still can’t put weight on his foot after the accident on egg collection day and his eyes keep sticking shut. The vet quickly diagnosed him with a respiratory infection and gave us two lots of antibiotics which we need to give him in a syringe every day. This’ll be more challenging than giving M her injections! The rest of his nail also broke off when the vet was holding him and started bleeding again. The vet cauterised it so hopefully it’ll heal now. Poor bird, I really hope he’ll recover. He’s very special and we’re very attached to him ❤

 

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Sitting on the mirror- he’d do it all day if he could but we cover it up otherwise he becomes too attached to himself! 

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Buddy as a baby 🙂

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Day 15 & 16. It all happened all of a sudden!

Day 15 & 16. It all happened all of a sudden!

Monday:

This was two days post egg collection. We spent the whole day attempting to do a mortgage application, which seems to be impossible at the moment, which worries us as the longer it takes, the more chance we have of losing the house 😦

And then we spent the whole evening, Googling about how to convince the clinic that we want two embryos transferred, which is notoriously difficult thanks to the ‘one-at-a-time’ policy that the government is trying to implement.

We knew that the embryologist would phone the following morning to update us on how our six embryos were doing, but we were still convinced we wouldn’t be going in for the transfer until Thursday- day 5.

Tuesday:

08:20, the embryologist phones with the update. Out of the 6 embryos, only 2 had developed fast enough to make it to blastocysts/day 5. Those 2 had 8 and 9 cells and the remaining were; 2x 5 cells, 1 with 4 cells and 1 with 3 cells. They gave us a choice; either have 2 embryos transferred at day 3 (the same day) or 1 on day 5. However, despite the one-at-a-time policy they actually recommended the first option because even thought they had a lot of cells, they were still grade 2 (as some cells were fragmented). So before we knew it, we were off to the clinic for an unexpected transfer!

This whole journey has been a real eye-opener for us. We went into it so naively. We really thought that because we are still (just) under 30, are healthy and have no known fertility problems, that it would be a walk in the park. That we would get loads of healthy embryos and have all of the siblings from frozen ones (we want a big family). It hasn’t been like that at all. First we thought that 18 eggs was bad, then we accepted it was fine. But then only 6 fertilised, which was still okay. But then to hear that only 2 of those were strong enough was upsetting. We were disappointed that we went from 18 to 2. But we need to stay positive. The remaining 4 embryos will stay until Friday (day 6), to see if they develop enough to be frozen, so there’s still hope for them. And even more exciting is that, while I’m sitting here typing this, the two strongest are inside me, hopefully becoming a pregnancy! 🙂

Here’s a summary of the transfer.

We went to the clinic and both put on a gown as M came in with me for the actual procedure. I then proceeded to drink 4 bottles of water to fill my bladder. We went into the same room that M had her eggs collected in. The embryologist came in to confirm the plan. And then they started. A speculum was inserted and then they cleaned the cervix with something and the embryologist came in with the embryos in a long thin tube and we watched them being inserted via ultrasound. I can’t remember the exact details as it all happened so quickly and we didn’t know where to look exactly, it was quite confusing! The worst part for me is that it was SO uncomfortable! Firstly was the fact that, although I was used to opening my legs frequently for scans, there’s nothing quite like opening your legs, having your vagina opened wider than you knew it could go, then the bed being raised to eye-level and then having a massive light shining right at it!! But worse than that was having a completely full bladder at the same time, not being able to squeeze tight and having the ultrasound pressing right on it!! I have to admit that my concentration was wasted on trying not to wet myself in the embryologists face rather than what should have been a magical moment! It was the absolute opposite to relaxing! Afterwards I kept asking them if they had put the embryos in the right place, as if me trying to control my bladder had somehow blocked them. They assured me they had 🙂

And fortunately we got a picture to show for it! Our first scan photo! The embryos are difficult to see but they are roughly where I’ve circled it. We love this photo so much!

After the transfer I lied down for an hour in the recovery room. They told us we would be fine to go but we just wanted to be safe. And then we got a taxi all the way home. So weird to be watching all the tourists and workers of central London going about their daily lives when we’ve just done such an amazing thing!

Since then I’ve been on bed rest with M running about doing everything, amazing woman! Of course I’m capable of getting on as normal but we just don’t want to take any tiny chances at all.

This two-week-wait is going to be the hardest part now!