I'll start out like many have before me - I have stalked everyone's stories for months, hoping that someone's tales of TTC (the horrors and the joys) and days spent lamenting BFN after BFN would remind me of my own, so that I didn't feel alone in my tragic journey. And the stories definitely helped - I wished alongside everyone for their eventual success, and celebrated those of you who have achieved that sacred BFP.
Also I am sorry for the length of my story...
My husband and I have been together for 7 years, married for 2, and are in our 30s. We barely had the funds to have a wedding, so children were not on our mind until about early Fall of last year, when we both felt comfortable in our careers and general stations in life, and thought that it was time to start trying (much to our parents' excitement). I went off the pill, which I had been taking dutifully for 10+ years, and thought, "this should take no time". HA! After several months I saw a doctor who did an exam and told me she wouldn't be surprised if I got pregnant "any time now". Then a few more months and my husband and I were having serious doubts (you know, that after 30 issue) and decide to make an appointment to see a fertility specialist, regardless of the cost (insurance does not cover S*** where I live, and some of you know how expensive diagnostics and treatments can be). Meanwhile, I have a 23-year-old cousin get married and pregnant the second she goes on her honeymoon. Of course I am overjoyed for her, but feel bad for me, which makes me feel worse that I am upset about such a happy thing.
So, we made an appointment with the specialist, who was out of town and couldn't be seen until November 13th (today). We kept trying just for the hell of it, but didn't expect a thing to happen. Of course I have been an obsessive charter, waking up at 6:20 every morning to take my temperature, and we have been using pre-seed for a few months. I also started taking Vitex about a month and a half ago, as I have a co-worker who swore by it when she was TTC. My cycle is pretty regular, 25 days on average, with an Ovulation day usually around day 10 or 11 and a 14-15 day LP. The first month I took Vitex my cycle shortened to 22 days, so I thought I shouldn't take it anymore, but kept taking it upon my co-worker's insistence (yeah, I know, silly, but a girl gets desperate).
On Sunday, November 9th (expected date of AF), I woke up with a temperature of 98.4, which is WAY high for me (Pre-O is usually around 97, and Post-O is usually around 97.7). I was not sick, it was not late, so I immediately ran to the bathroom and grabbed the last test I owned. Low and behold, BFP!!!!! I woke up my husband and made him look - sure enough, two pink lines!
I can't say that I felt any symptoms out of the ordinary, but I sure didn't feel like my period was about to start. And sometimes that happens - I typically get sore boobs about a week before and a headache for a couple days and that's it until cramping the night before. These were the only signs I can remember that were just a little bit weird...
1DPO and on: Sore boobs - I usually don't feel this until about a week before AF.
7DPO: Uncommonly large amount of creamy CM - I went to the bathroom and it was like someone had pumped a glob of lotion into my panties
13DPO: Tired like I could barely make it through my workday, which isn't too unusual for right before AF. Also by this point my temperature has already started to fall, and it was holding on at around 97.7.
14DPO: Temperature still steady
15DPO: Temperature way up, Positive HPT
Monday morning (the 10th) I called the doctor to cancel the appointment and to see if they wanted me to come in for a blood test. She said they didn't need the blood test, but proceeded to schedule my first 3 appointments in December - the first one being an "ultrasound confirmation", which will be at about 8 weeks. Since then I haven't felt much different - my boobs are still sore and I am bloated mainly. I will get AF like cramps every now and again, but everything I've read says that's normal. I have not felt sick or extraordinarily tired, but I expect next week and after I may experience more symptoms.
I have been over-the-moon excited, but cautiously so, as I know there is always that risk of MC. I wanted to share my story to let you all know that I was there too, and there is hope. And I don't want to give all the credit to Vitex, but maybe it had something to do with it.
Good Luck to you all out there, and I'm hoping for this to stick!