I can't believe I'm actually getting to share my story. My husband and I have been struggling with unexplained fertility for two years. We've watched family and friends achieve pregnancies with ease and often by accident. It's been so hard to be happy for others while secretly dying a little inside every time someone else would give us their news. For those reading this who are going through something similar, I want you to know that there are so many others who are in your shoes. There is hope, even if it often feels like there is none to be had. I was pretty much out of hope until today.
We tried for a 2 full years, with a 2 month break last jan and feb. I had one CP in June 2015, but otherwise no luck whatsoever. After getting some tests done after the 1 year mark, I found I had elevated prolactin levels, and this was making my cycles a bit irregular. I started bromocriptine, and my cycles became like clockwork. We also tried clomid for 4 months, and I had a HSG that came back normal. My doc kept telling me that I'd be pregnant soon, but luck didn't seem to be in our favor.
I work nights and my husband is on days, so we started using soft cups not only after sex but also as a way to inseminate. On days we didnt see each other, my husband would "deposit a sample" (lol) in a cup and wake me up for insemination. I'd leave it in until I went to work. This was our second month trying the soft cups. It's hard not to think they are part of the reason for my bfp.
I decided to skip the clomid this month, and I ovulated early (cd13). I usually ovulate on day 15 or 16, but I noticed I was more aroused than normal, and I was suspicious and took a LH test. Glad I did, bc we would have probably missed our window. After ovulation, which I felt around 9am on cd 13, I had my stereotypical PMS symptoms, so I thought I was out this month again. I usually get the full gambit of symptoms before my period. Sore boobs, lethargy, headaches, mood swings, bloating. You name it. All have been present. The ONLY thing that was different were cramps on 8dpo that woke me up. Maybe it was implantation? Maybe?
Fast forward to NYE, which was 11 dpo. I stopped taking pregnancy tests months ago, bc they brought too much heartbreak. Before I was getting in the shower, I peed on a stick and left it there while I showered. I fully expected to see nothing, which is the norm, and I mostly just wanted a clear conscience to drink at a party. Low and behold there was an extra pink line. I fell to my bathroom floor and cried. And laughed. And laughed while crying.
My husband was out buying champagne for our New Years party. When he got home, I told him he'd be drinking it alone. It took him a second to process it, and kept saying "are you serious?" "Are you joking?!" Haha! Like I could joke about such a thing! He was starting to lose hope too, so he was just as shocked as I was.
When we got to the party, I noticed my friend was suspiciously drinking water. I asked her if she was pregnant and she just smiled. She's 6 weeks and I'm almost at 4. I got to share our news with her, and we got to have a little secret together. Such an awesome surprise!
I'm anxious that this little one holds on after the CP I had last year. Both mentally and physically, this somehow "feels different."
I didn't have implantation bleeding or any symptoms that stand out as definitively "pregnant." I'm still in shock and plan on buying more tests to make this feel more real.
Happy New Year everyone!!! 2016 may have been a beast of a year, but I can't be too mad at it, because it gave me my BFP, even if it was at the last minute.