To start this post, I want to say that I have come back here so often, and have seen all of the BFP posts. It's always made me so happy and even more hopeful, after reading all of the stories. TTC is quite a journey, and then you throw infertility into the mix and it gets a little more complicated. I have been TTC for the last 10 plus years. Actually, since my late 20's, which would make it almost 15+ years. I've always wanted to be a mom. I knew that, if I'd be good at anything in this life, it was motherhood.
Knowing that I was unable to conceive on my own, was not the news I wanted. But even then, I was stubborn. I wanted no medical intervention. No meds. No fertility treatments. I wanted to leave it up to God and if it was meant to be, it would.
But then, this past year, at my yearly appt with my gyno, she asked again, if I'd still thought about having kids. I told her I did, but wasn't sure if I'd be willing to go through all the testing, at my age. (38). She wrote me a script for Clomid and I started it in August.
Clomid Round 1: August - Clomid Round 2: Sept - (I skipped October) - Third round in November.
Then, I honestly stopped thinking about it. I didn't focus on it, I didn't write everything down. Just went back to my usual OPK testing.
Got a positive on that, around the 27th ... and that was it. Leading up to this weekend, I had no reason to believe that I might be pregnant. Other than feeling sick on Friday night - ( I attributed it to reflux). So, on Saturday, not even realizing it was the 2 week mark, I took the HPT. I normally would, around the time my period was due, anyway.
It was positive. Wait, what?? Then took another. Oh boy! Went out and bought a ClearBlue test ... ALSO positive!
I can't tell you all of the emotions that I was going through. I do remember, at one point, I was kind of sobbing. This actually happened!
I praise Clomid for the help, but I also do believe that the St. Gerard mass I went to, where I received a special blessing, may have really been the key. I realize not everyone believes in that stuff, or religion at all, but that's just how I feel about things.
I always looked at others' posts that shared the BFP news and they always said "So, don't give up, ladies".. Now i feel like I can say it!
My first appt is January 12th - Of course I'm nervous about the pregnancy and I want it to stick.. I've read stories about Clomid pregnancies but I don't want to be a worry wart either.
This is all still kind of sinking in. We haven't told our families yet. (besides his parents and my sister). We're thinking of announcing it on Christmas morning.