Double the fun

During our tww we went on vacation for my birthday. We went to Boston for the first time and it was great. Right before we left my (pregnant) cousin/bestfriend was in town for my birthday and we decided to test in the morning. We originally decided to test everyday to take off the pressure. I tested and there was no line, I didn't test the day after. That night DH asked if I would test in the morning and I said yes. I did and got two lines, had to drag the blank out of the trash to show DH and prove that the trigger tested out. We tested everyday of our vacation too and watched the line get darker and darker. We had our first and second betas with numbers like 2805 and 5800+. Yesterday was DH birthday and we were scheduled for our first U/S. We saw two heartbeats, two growing babies.

Here is our U/S story: So up until yesterday we knew there could be two but had no confirmation. It is late June and anyone who doesn’t work in the medical field does not know this but July first is the new year for medicine, everyone graduates and moves up and newbies come in. Usually the last two weeks of June are transition for this soon to be chaos of new roles. So there was a new doctor (probably a new fellow) working with my normal fellow at the fertility center. She found the baby and listened to the heart, my doc was showing her how to measure and save things on the U/S. and she didn’t know me at all, so after all that, while me and DH are wondering if this is everything, my doc says we have to scan and see if there are two. She does some scanning, baby two is always more “squished” he says and we see something, zoom in and listen and there we have it another heartbeat. DH grabbed my arm and kissed me and then it was all smiles and happiness while they measured everything on twin B. DH did ask me on the way home if I have any friends with twins, I have an aunt/fam friend but hers are 14 now, I told him this, I also told him the ladies I talk to on ravelry that have twins from the IVF thread. His response was: I guess we will just wing it, we are good at that anyway. It was cute.

So double the trouble, double the fun. We will be playing along acting like we know what we are doing.

One week...

It has been one week since we transfered two beautiful embryos. Of our 8 eggs, all were mature and ICSI was used. 6 of those fertilized and created pretty good "textbook" embryos. We transferred two 8 cells, one with no fragmentation, and one with slight fragmentation. The other four made into snowflakes. It gives me great joy to know those snowflakes are there.

Unfortunately, my beta wont be until 2w2d after transfer because we transferred on the weekend and they offered to do it a day early but we will be out of town, so instead we have to wait extra days. That being said, today marks one week down. The progesterone shots are not the worst thing ever but they are really starting to hurt worse, not less, and my queasy DH seems to be getting queasier not less. We ice before hand which helps. I also hold the med in my armpit to warm it up, which helps. He massages afterward and if I am lucky he massages again in the morning with lotion which probably helps the most. But I did learn yesterday that he always aims for the exact same spot with the needle, like bullseye, so I told him tonight to try and aim for 2 o'clock instead.

My newly pregnant cousin is coming into town and I have not seen her since her news, I believe she is 14 weeks today. She is also my best friend and I am hoping her baby comes and chats with my babies on how great life is in the uterus and they want to stick around. Hubbby and I leave for Boston on Monday. This is our trip this year and it happens to fall on my bday so I am super excited. At the least I will have super fun things from my trip to post if my beta goes bad.

Sing a song of hope...

I consider myself to be a realist. My DH is the optimist of our house, and sometimes it gets on my nerves. As a realist I allow myself to consider all possibilities without focusing on one or the other, ADD maybe. That being said, My RE gave me a sliver of hope today. I had my 3D sonogram and she said I have a beautiful uterus. She said that she thinks the only reason we are not pregnant right now is because she believes that my eggs have never gotten to see sperm. On the flip side to that though is the fact that I have a low count. This is my second US and both times I had seven follicles. Seven could be a lucky number. But I am 28. I asked her the normal number for my age and she said 10-20, yikes. She said this is why I will be on high stimulation with lupron flare.

So my job now is to show up to appts. take injections like a champ. Convince my ovaries to grow lots of eggies but not OHSS. The provide a good home in my “beautiful” uterus for 9 months. My DH would reply “I like a challenge” whereas I am feeling the pressure.

Here are some pictures of my furbabies just because...

Prince Carlos

Kaya the DIVA

fuzzy pic of The Black Dog