Spotting Scare/ First Appt

I had it planned perfectly! We were going to go in on 7/29 full of excitement over getting off of work early and seeing our baby for the first time (technically spot on the screen but whatever). I would have been 8w2d which should be enough time to see the heartbeat as well as a sac. I was nervous but excited for what the future held. Could 9 couldn’t even express my excitement.

One week then two weeks and all of a sudden we were within a few days of our first appointment. Everything had been uneventful up until Monday. I went to the bathroom wiped like usual but saw something that almost always equaled problem, panic and fear in my head. A bright red spot was on the tissue.

No, I thought as I convinced myself I wiped too hard.

No, I thought as I continued to wipe because pregnant people don’t see spots.

No, I thought as I tried to push out every negative thing I’d read on the Fertility Friend forums about tragic endings after spotting.

No, I said out loud as I tried desperately to cling to the many women on the forums that reported spotting all throughout pregnancy who ended up having a perfectly healthy baby.

I could talk to myself in the bathroom no more as I heard the bell at the front desk ring loud. DING again as I rushed to wash my hands and compose myself. Thankfully someone else grabbed it and sat the package on my chair. I sat there mindlessly taking the package where it needed to go all the while wondering if this was all ending suddenly. I calmly sat at my desk working while my brain thought of every horrible scenario possible (ectopic, early miscarriage, molar, burst fallopian tube, etc) even some that didn’t make sense. I went back to the bathroom but didn’t see anything. “See”, I told myself, “you’re just paranoid. You really need to stay off of those forums”. I tried to avoid drinking anything so I didn’t have to use the bathroom again but I did. More spotting but brighter… The end of the day finally came and I honestly can’t remember if i even mentioned it to my husband.

7/20/15 – The spotting continued. I couldn’t take it so I called the advice nurse. I explained what was going on and she was very understanding. She said since I hadn’t been seen yet they couldn’t rule out anything so I needed to come in as soon as possible. She reassured me this is common in early pregnancy and that everything was most likely fine. I calmly called my husband to see if he could make arrangements to meet me there and I told my boss what was going on and that I had to leave during my lunch and wouldn’t be coming back just in case I received bad news. As my backup came to the front I simply said I had a last minute appointment and left as I tried to hold back tears. All I kept thinking was we finally conceive and I lose the baby before our first appointment.

Hubby must have been flying because he made it to my job in record time. We decided to take one vehicle since I wasn’t in the mood to drive anyways. Upon arriving I was beyond nervous. I was making bad jokes and trying everything I could think of to take the sting out of hearing/ seeing nothing on the screen. We sat in the waiting room wondering if we’d leave glowing or grieving. Finally we were called. I was shocked when she said oh you have to wait here we’ll come get you when she’s ready. I left looking into my husband’s eyes trying not to run out like a child. I woman’ed up and went through the process. Weight, height, blood pressure, temperature, getting undressed, being asked domestic and drug questions then waiting. She popped back in to ask what my … name was. I quickly answered my Husband’s name is… I understand not everyone is married for their own reasons but I wanted to let her know his title 🙂 Minutes later he’s in the room with me. It is just him and I so I tell him why he couldn’t come back. We joked about there not being any protection for abused husbands then the Nurse Practitioner came in. My normal OB (technically NP) wasn’t there until tomorrow so I saw someone else. She explained what she was going to do, made light jokes in order to make us feel better and eventually gave us an honest talk. Apparently she has dealt with lots of first time parents and knew she needed to be fun but honest with us. She told us that certain “activities” irritate the cervix but it is nothing to worry about considering how much is going on down there. She also said to take it easy;)

The moment of truth finally came. Ultrasound (US) time. I prepared to slide down the blanket exposing my abdomen only to be surprised by her telling me to spread em! I had no idea they went in vaginally this early. I assumed it would be like in the movies; they’d put goop on my ab area and presto chango. I was horribly wrong but the goop was still used. (Picture a shocked face here) Then it happened. Everything was exactly where it should be and she turned up the sound so we could hear the heartbeat. I expected one of us to cry but we both sat there stupefied. The whole appointment seemed like it went by in a flash and we were extremely grateful for the outcome but a few things stick out.

  1. Spotting is normal especially after certain “activities”
  2. NPs (at least the ones I’ve dealt with) have a great sense of humor
  3. Our Medical Assistance stressed arriving early, bringing all of our paperwork and peeing in the cup as if we were late and knew we were supposed to pee in a cup before hand. I politely reminded her that this was our first appointment and we were here for what we thought was a last minute emergency appt
    1. Irony, said medical assistant had to call me because she prematurely threw out my urine sample and was requesting I come in for another
  4. New US technology is awesome
  5. Hearing baby’s heartbeat for the first time can be a huge thrill/ relief but also a huge blur so record it if possible
  6. My OB (technically NP) is amazing and she followed up with me the next day to say pelvic rest (no “activities”) until the bleeding stopped but everything looked normal and this was simply a precaution

The Next Step – Phone Appt

We finally figured out the next step. I called the advice line and spoke with the nicest lady ever only to be transferred to someone who was more… Prickly lets call the other lady prickly… She told me I hadn’t missed my period and should have waited a week considering they won’t see me until 8 weeks. Then she scheduled my appointment and very dryly said Congratulations. As she tried to rush me off of the phone, I asked if I needed to come in for a blood or urine test to confirm pregnancy. Again she reminded me that in the eyes of doctors (not my charting) I didn’t miss my period so a urine test might not show up and a blood test seems unnecessary until I miss my period. I insisted and attempted to explain that we had been trying for a while and wanted to know quickly. She hastily says I can go in and didn’t need her to order the blood test. I knew that seemed strange because I had to have my doctor order the initial test for my pre-conception checkup. But she worked there and I didn’t so I took her word for it and arranged to go to the lab after work.

I’d like to mention that my car was still in the shop due to my accident so in addition to taking me to/ from work hubby would now have to speed in his Crown Vic to get me to the lab on time. Does anyone know how much fuel for a Crown Vic cost?? I didn’t because my Chevy Cobalt barely takes any. I say all of this so you’ll know why WE were so annoyed. Long story short hubby rushed from work to take me to the lab only to get there and be told that the blood work had to be ordered but I could take the urine test. I took the test and left feeling like someone deflated my balloon. Thankfully my urine test came back early the next day but the result was inconclusive. What did that mean? Isn’t it yes or no? Is there a maybe answer to that test? I called as soon as the advice line was open so I could get clarification. Thankfully the odd test led to blood work being requested without question.

I waited for what felt like days to get the blood test result. Finally about 1-2 days later I get a call from my doctor’s office. It’s my OB (correction NP but I’ve only ever seen her so she’s an OB in my head) on the line saying the sweetest things and congratulating me! She said she asked them to wait so she could call me herself. Apparently she remembered me from all of my emails which started well before we were even ready to conceive. I felt so relieved. Don’t get me wrong it isn’t as if I thought ALL of those tests could be wrong but talking to Ms. Prickly made me doubt my eyes and reading ability. In the end that one phone call from someone I didn’t even think remembered me changed my whole mood. Our next big milestone would be 7/29/15 when we have our first office visit!

Unexpected BFP

June 27, 2015

FINALLY the end of June was near! I could relax and enjoy the weekend with a mimosa or whatever my drink of choice was. We started to get ready to head out to brunch when I jokingly said I should test before we leave so I can enjoy guilt-free drinking. Hubby laughed with me and said okay. Actually I’m not sure if I told him my intentions before or after but either way that is why I tested. So I went to the bathroom tested and left it on the counter as I got ready because it obviously wasn’t going to be positive considering our poor timing and crummy month. After about 4 minutes, I checked the test as I brushed my teeth. Utter disbelief… Was that a line? No you have line eyes because you just finished looking at the FF (Fertility Friend) forums. Reread the box maybe you’re looking at the wrong spot. Nope you still see it. Call an unbiased party (hubby).

Conversation:

Me – Babe are you busy?

Hubby – No, why?

Me – Can you come look at this?

Hubby – Sure

Me – Do you see a line there?

Hubby – Yeah its super light but I see it. Why?

Me – Read the box…

Hubby – What does it mean? Wait are you pregnant?

Me – According to that faint line I might be.

Hubby – Well it’s really light. Does it even still count? I thought they were supposed to be equal to or darker than.

Me – No babe you’re thinking of our OPKs (ovulation predictor kits). If there is even a faint line you’re pregnant

Hubby – What do we do now?

Me – I don’t know. I’m only used to +OPKs… I’ll Google it tomorrow.

Well to all of you Dollar Tree HPT (home pregnancy test) naysayers You’re Wrong! We found out for the first time (no previous pregnancies) that we were pregnant using the Dollar Tree pregnancy test. I’m not saying bad tests are impossible nor am I getting paid to say this I simply wanted to mention it to let others know you do not have to spend a ton on HPT especially if you’re trying to get pregnant which means you’ll use a lot of them. And for those POAS (pee on a stick) addicts it’ll save you a lot of money and you’ll be able to test freely. With that said we backed it up the next day with more expensive brands because hubby didn’t trust the $1 test… Please note the picture says CD (cycle day) but it should have said DPO (days past ovulation). So it was the 12th DPO that I saw the first +HPT! The bottom two are with FMU (first morning urine) on 13DPO.

HPT

TTC Summary

Below are the highlights of our trying to conceive journey. If you have any questions or would like details please contact me because I’m an open book.

Mar 2014 – Started tracking my cycle on a normal calendar. At that time I thought I was only supposed to mark the first day not how long and other details…

Sept 2014 – Last day of regular tracking and the first day considering different fertility apps to assist with tracking.

Oct 2014 – Found an app called Fertility Friend that allowed me to track everything! I felt extremely hopeful and excited for our next step. The amount of research I did both on the app and medical sources became an obsession. My theory was the more prepared I was the faster we’d get our BFP (big fat positive).

Oct 2014 – Jan 2015 – Tracking my cycle was going great but the temping was getting to be a bit much for me so we decided it’d be in my best interest to stop temping. If you’re interested in finding out more about temping, look up: charting your Basal Body Temperature. The internet has a wealth of information on it as well as other tips for natural family planning but be sure to research each method and the margin of error.

Feb – Mar 2015 – I knew my normal cycle lengths, luteal phase and approximate ovulation date yet no baby. This is around the time I started worrying that something was wrong.

Mar 2015 – I’d already gone through a round of everyone is pregnant except me only to be starting it a second time. I couldn’t figure out what I was doing wrong. Everyone else seemed to be getting pregnant without any issues. Little did I know everyone had their own struggle whether it was pregnancy related or something else; we all have our demons to fight. My demon seemed to be a super picky uterus… I also ended up having 2 cycles in March which made me even moodier.

Apr 2015 – Last cycle started in March (thanks short cycle) so this month felt long until my prospective changed.

I was on Fertility Friend trying to search for a glimmer of hope before my first fertility related appointment. I had already done the blood test (which came back normal) so I was moving on to the next step… The HSG (hysterosalpingogram) which is a test that checks your uterus and fallopian tubes; for more details please look up the test on a reputable website. I found a forum with the information I was looking for and it proved to be very helpful. After satisfying my curiosity, I decided to keep searching the forums for hope but what I found instead was something that would make me realize how grateful I should be. I won’t go into individual stories in order to maintain privacy but they included trying to conceive for years, irregular cycles, no cycles, costs of fertility treatment along with other issues. In that moment I knew I was focusing on the wrong thing. I wasn’t showing appreciation for all of the things my body was doing. I was only focusing on what it wasn’t doing. I read countless stories that would make a stone cry. Heartbreak after heartbreak yet I was complaining after only a short time. That is when I decided my next cycle would be different. I wasn’t sure how but I knew I’d need to change something.

May 2015 – HSG time. I was more nervous about this test then I was during my pinkie surgery. I was afraid of receiving bad news or really any news other than you’re fine keep trying. I went in on the 5th to get the required pregnancy test. The 6th I started doxycycline to help prevent any type of bacterial infection that could happen after the HSG. The 7th was test day.

May 7-8, 2015 – (Yes the test deserves it’s own date) Everything was going well until my husband said he was running late. That is when I panicked. My husband is my best friend and without him there I felt like someone stole my security blanket. I waited minute after minute hoping he’d rush in at the last second to save me from my own paranoia and self -induced anxiety but he didn’t make it. He was stuck in traffic but it was my turn so I had to go in alone. Side Note: I was later informed that they wouldn’t have allowed him back anyways. The medical assistants were great. They tried to calm my nerves and let me know the radiologist was a male so I’d be prepared. They only said this because I explained to them that I’d only had female doctors in the past. After they got me prep’d he came in and explained how the process worked and what he was going to do. I was nervous the entire time but I had no need to be. During the viewing portion as I called it, I asked why one side didn’t seem to be showing as much dye as the other. His response was “Well you only need one right?!” I was horrified. For the first time in my life I was speechless. I got off of the table (after an awkward moment that I’ll only share if asked because it was that strange…) and felt my heart sink. All I could think of was I’m broken. Thankfully hubby showed up right after and provided much needed comfort. The 8th proved to be very emotional but well worth the results. The RE (registered endocrinologist) called me to ask how I was feeling and to see when I wanted to schedule hubby’s SA. I asked her to clarify results after telling her what the radiologist said. She apologized a few times and let me know everything was fine. She also said it is normal for the radiologist to take a closer look to make sure he/she didn’t miss anything. After thanking her multiple times for clarifying what the radiologist said, I told her I’d have to check with my husband but that I’d give her a call as soon as he let me know.

We decided to try again on our own after the test since people say it can make you more fertile since your lady parts have been rinsed. We also wanted to give it one more try in order to save the money for his test since it was going to be an out-of-pocket expense.

June 2015 – Again thanks to my cycles length I had TWO cycles in May. So even though I write June it technically started 5/30/15.

I figured it out! As I was whining about the test not giving us an immediate BFP, I realized I needed to change my attitude. Pretty much all of 2015 TTC was me worrying, complaining or comparing. I needed to stay positive yet realistic. I’d try according to my fertile window and let the rest go. No more over analyzing or trying to be perfect because no matter how many things you get right pregnancy is still just a 20% chance each month (according to what I’ve read but please don’t take this as medical advice). So I approached the month with a plan to stay positive. Well that plan was challenged hardcore. We were lining things up to start our house hunt plus we were trying this new approach to fertility. We met with an amazing realtor who found us a few great options. She even helped us find a suitable lender (apparently our original one was difficult to work with but we didn’t know that). Everything was going great until our down payment option was removed and I was in a car accident. We tried everything to find another way to get the down payment including other options with our original plan but nothing worked. Then the car accident turned into a big ordeal. All of my positive plans seemed to be going down the drain. As the stress and annoyance increased TTC became the last thing on my mind. I again started to feel down but I reminded myself that my positive thinking didn’t have to be limited to TTC stuff. I was again determined to stay positive.

The Talk

When my husband and I noticed that my birth control (BC) was making me a little loopy we decided I’d stop taking anything hormone related. Since I wasn’t convinced that I wanted kids I researched natural methods for prevention.

I started by looking up natural family planning which led me to Fertility Awareness Method (FAM). In a nutshell you track your cycle in order to identify potential fertile days. Note: I won’t be going into detail because there is a lot of info and right now I want to jump into my story. This seemed great to me because it didn’t involve any chemicals and most praised it for helping them become more familiar with their body. After additional research, I learned A LOT from this method and I figured out it is mostly used for trying to get pregnant. Once we figured out that human error accounted for a lot of people’s complaints about this method we decided to seriously discuss children.

We had the talk… I was nervous at first because my husband and I only had one other serious conversation about children and I didn’t remember how it ended. I started off by telling him everything I knew about the FAM as well as the human error part. We discussed what we’d do if we had kids which included everything that surrounds the topic. By the time we finished I was even more in love with the man I chose to marry. I felt confident that we’d be good parents and that we were on the same page. Life was good.

Figuring this out…

Thank You

If you’re here and reading this then my sincerest thanks because I don’t know what I’m doing. As you can tell by my setup or lack thereof, I’m a beginner. I don’t mean beginner like she planned this out and is figuring it out. I mean I thought of a name and ran with it.

I was sitting at my desk wondering how I could keep all of my thoughts in one place versus having a million journals. I have a journal for fitness, life in general, pregnancy, etc. The more my life changed (changes) the more journals I’d buy and eventually I lost track of what I was writing in each one. That is when it hit me. I needed a blog and I’d call it Journey to Mommy! I didn’t care about the technicalities of a blog I just knew it’d be easier than trying to keep up with 5 separate journals.

Since Journey to Mommy was the first creative thing I came up with in years I wanted to keep the creativity going.
I called my husband to tell him what I’d come up with. He agreed that the name suited me and encouraged me to make it happen. When he said that I thought “hey you need to get this site locked down”. I’m not sure what he said after but he told me how to get a domain and so it began. I raced to set everything up so I could start my mental bump. I secured the domain, email address and quick start information. Well turns out buying a domain is not the same as a blog; that was lesson one. Lesson two was everything costs money when you’re impatient and don’t know what you’re doing. That brings me to this very second. Domain = check. Blog = check. Figuring out how to merge the two = In Progress…