Guys, I just got my BPF last night, and I think this is a story a lot of you can relate to. Over the years I've browsed this site for encouragement, so I hope this will be encouraging to those of you TTC. My heart goes out to you, because I was in your shoes less than 12 hours ago, and I KNOW what it feels like to want something so bad.
Right now, I have two daughters - both have birthdays next month and they will be 6 and 4. I LOVE my girls!! Both of them were conceived on Clomid. With the first, we had tried for a year with no success, and then got pregnant on our first month of Clomid. So when we decided to have another kid, we went right back to Clomid, and were pregnant in two months. Easy peasy!
A couple of years later we decided to have just one more, so again, we tried Clomid. But this time it didn't work for us. My cycles had changed to be 24-26 days since my last pregnancy, and my LP was between 8-10 days - too short! My OB didn't seem to have any interest in helping me (thanks, dude) so I started researching. I started taking every vitamin known to man that I read could help regulate my cycles, I read about a product called "Pregnitude" (which I hated just because of the name) and took that for a couple of months. Nothing was working though.
Six months into it, though, and we found ourselves with a perpetual lonely pink line, and in the office of an RE (reproductive specialist). After the full gamut of tests, none reporting anything noteworthy, I began a much more aggressive treatment including the self-administered shots in the stomach, which I swore I would never do. It felt like an alternate universe. How did I become a woman who does these things?
But there was good news! During the first month of shots we were told that the treatment was working great! So great in fact that we were sat down and told that we needed to prepare for up to three babies! My head was spinning at the news, and I began imagining the ultrasound appointment where we would "count" the babies! Not once did I consider that we would end up empty handed that month.
But we did.
So we tried again. And again. And again. Each time being told that they have never seen such a great response to treatment! We should prepare for more than one baby. But that's not what happened. There was never a baby. Not one. And we had spent so much just for the chance.
I was killing myself trying to find out why. Obsessed would be an understatement. I spent countless hours every day researching and combing through fertility forums trying to find new vitamins, diets, treatments, you name it. I didn't discriminate against any of them. In fact, I eventually had elective surgery to find out if I had endometriosis, because there just had to be SOME reason why I couldn't get pregnant, and maybe this was it.
It was not. I spent the next two weeks healing from the surgery, and crying because we had hit what felt like the millionth dead end. The monthly payment we now have to the hospital, though, won't let me forget it. So now I can say we have TWO monthly reminders that I'm not pregnant!
That was really the last straw for me. We had drained our finances and come up empty handed. But that's when God started working on my heart about adoption. The topic came up ALL THE TIME around me, so I started asking questions and praying. It definitely isn't something that I warmed up to right away. I had a lot of anger about my situation, and needed time to heal emotionally. Bu slowly my heart started to ache for the child who needed a home. Just last week my husband and I decided that we would foster to adopt. We weren't sure about the time frame yet, but we both felt God was leading us down that path. We had stopped trying to conceive because we knew how painful it was to be let down month after month.
But then last Monday (CD 21) I started cramping really badly, and when I went to the bathroom I wiped and saw some pink. "Great!" I thought! Now my stupid cycle is making me start 4-5 days early! I was NOT happy!! But nothing ever happened, and the cramps eventually went away. Same thing happened the next day! I was starting to get suspicious but my heart was so guarded against hope that I refused to believe it could be possible. This process continued ALL week but I never tested. I refused to keep pregnancy tests in the house anymore because they were mocked me. Well, yesterday was supposed to be the day that AF was really due. I waited all day and kept checking over and over, but nothing. So last night I made a run to the store for pregnancy tests cursing myself the whole time for falling into the trap again. KNOWING I would just start 10 minutes after I tested. BEEN THERE DONE THAT!
But instead this happened - at midnight last night (after 6 hours of holding it!!) I finally peed on the stick. I sat there shaking in fear (literally trembling!) as I watched the moisture move across the screen. I was SHOCKED when the first pink line showed up DARK almost immediately! I was in tears immediately and rejoicing that God would bless us! My husband and I seriously can't believe it! We are celebrating our 10 year anniversary next month, and in that time we have NEVER conceived naturally! We still plan to adopt, though!! Our family is growing!!
Here's the part I hesitate to share with you, because it's not at all tested, just a theory. Please note in advance that I'm NOT selling anything. I'm sure all of you have heard of Plexus (in fact you may be rolling your eyes as you read that word like I always did). But I read somewhere once about Plexus helping a lady get pregnant who had PCOS, and another lady whose hormones and cycles had regulated after taking it. Remember I told you I was desperate!! I ordered some in secret and hid it in my pantry terrified that friends would find out! Only my husband knew, and sympathized with me. Well I've just finished my second month taking Plexus Slim, and here I am pregnant! Is it related?? I DONT KNOW! But maybe! It might be worth a try if you are desperate like I was!
Ok, time for church!! Praying for all of you to find your success!!