Graduation day

Did you hear that big huge sigh of relief that I let out yesterday after my final visit to the fertility clinic? Yep, that was me. And yes, things are looking better. Dare I say normal?

The day started with the usual hassle from the clinic. I had an appointment at 11:00 am but they called me at 8:40 am asking me if I could come in NOW. I got hubby out of bed and he swung by and picked me up from work. We got there by 9:30 am. And then waited for almost an hour. Geeze, you called me.

Finally the ultrasound. Everything was so much larger, it was amazing. This time the gestational sac looked and measured normal. The ultrasound person and hubby speculated about contractions of the uterus on the last scan. All I could do was praise the Lord that it was fine today. We saw and heard the heart beat. 174 bpm. Hubby said that hearing the heartbeat really did it for him. I must admit it was pretty amazing. The ultrasound person also pointed out the developing spine. Amazing. The little fetus even did some head bobbing to Motely Crue's Girls, Girls, Girls that was playing on the radio in the phlebotomist's area next door. (We think it is going to be a boy. He was jamming out pretty strong.) She took half a dozen great pictures but, again, managed to give me the one that just looks like blobs.

After the ultrasound, we waited to speak with Dr Cupcake. She gave us "excellent" and "thumbs up" on everything. (Still measuring 4 days behind but that has been very consistence.) I asked about the PIO shot that have become a literal pain in the ass the last week or so. They did a progesterone level check and Dr Cupcake said that I could decrease to every other day and to stop completely on Sept 2nd. (Yea! Only 5 more injections to go.) Then she told us that she would be transcribing a letter to my ob/gyn and transferring my records to him. We are done at the fertility clinic.

Hubby and I left feeling very confident---the first time ever. We are making plans to tell the rest of our family as soon as possible. I won't be telling anyone else at work until 12 weeks, but it is not out of fear.

I will probably be updating this blog less and less. This was a way to record my thoughts while I traveled down this path. I have received so much information, comfort and support from those I have connected with on this space. But I don't want my infertility and IVF story to get lost and buried in a pregnancy blog. I want those who follow me to be able to find it and take comfort in it and not feel so alone.