15-4-2010 - Back from Trip and PREGNANT!

My mood while writing this blog: Incredicly, over the moon, happy

Originally this blog would have been one filled with all the fabulous moments of our trip and what a trip it has been....we started in Dornbirn Austria, then Paris France, then Glasgow Scotland, then Cardiff Wales, London Britain and lastly Rome Italy. It was an amazing trip and worth every single cent we spent. I also had the privilege of meeting 2 of my long standing friends from IAP in person. It was so incredibly special to meet these two amazing woman I have shared such a close emotional journey with and off course their long and hard fought for babies. It doesn't get anymore special than that!

However, the trip is now overshadowed by the surprise of finding out that I am pregnant! Yes, Yes! I know! It happens often and so many told me it would happen. In all honesty though, I really did not think it would happen for us. I thought we would return as so many other couples do and say 'we went on a trip and it still did not happen.' I could not be more happy to be wrong! So instead of a blog filled with highlights from our trip, it will be a blog of how I found out I am pregnant.

Firstly I thought it won't happen because I got so many things wrong this cycle.
1) I did not take all my fertility meds. I thought I took all 5 and only figured out a few days later that I only took 4.
2) We start late with BDing. We stayed with friends at the start of my fertile period and I was just not comfortable trying under someone else's roof with them in the next room. However, over my most fertile period we were in Paris and Glasgow where this little miracle happened.
3) We were absolutely exhausted every night after a brim filled day of sight seeing (we walked everywhere for up to 10 hrs a day). In Glasgow it also included very late evenings with our friends. In the end we worked in some BDing (not even every other day but randomly) in the early mornings, the last being on my DHs birthday :-)
4) I started my progesterone 1 day late. By the time I remembered the day I had to start it, it was so late I thought 'I will start tomorrow'. That thought also included ' as it won't hurt because I am sure we missed the target'
5) I also forgot to take my folic acid on some days

On top of all of this I did not feel pregnant. There were signs but I could contribute all of them to the use of the progesterone. I even had implantation bleeding which is a first ever. With all the CM (thanks to the progesterone suppositories) it isn't difficult to miss when there is brown in the usually white discharge. I was convinced that AF was going to arrive early as I usually have a similar discharge before she arrives. I remember lying in bed that evening with my legs crossed as if to keep her away at least until we return to South Africa. When AF did not show the next day I wrote it off that I must have caused it when inserting the progesterone suppository.

On Tuesday this week we arrived back in SA, exactly on CD31, my day for testing. Our bags got stuck at customs in Johannesburg (we were in Cape Town already) due to a miscommunication with the check-in clerk in Rome and my progesterone suppositories were in there. When I got home the afternoon, I thought I would just do a HPT to confirm I am not pregnant then I don't have to worry about the progesterone suppository that I now don't have on hand and that I should have taken hours ago.

I grabbed a HPT from the bathroom and my DH immediately asked 'Are you 2 days late yet? The gyne said you should only test if you are 2 days late'. I mumbled under my breath about not knowing when exactly I am late due to the progesterone but that after the last 2 months day 31 is the day for testing. The next comment from DH 'Are you not suppose to test with FMU?'. Another mumble from me that I will test again if this is BFN, first thing in the morning. I POAS. I hardly had the cap on and already there were bright pink line forming. I thought it was the control line but when I had a close look it was both. Not faint, nope, but clearly BFP! I wiped and jumped up and ran to my DH (at that point also on the loo) shouting 'I AM PREGNANT! I AM PREGNANT!' He has never been so quick to get of the loo. He hugged me. I cried. I was crying from being so happy. I could not believe it!

The next morning I did blood work and a few hours later it was confirmed by the nurse from the Dr's office. She said the HCG count looks really good and that I am 4-5 weeks pregnant. Right on the money according to my cycle. She also said I must please book a scan within the next 2-3 weeks as Dr wants to confirm everything is in order. She ended by saying 'we are all so very happy for the 2 of you'.

I have told most of our close family and friends already. I have included them in all the other gory details of TTC on treatments and I am not holding back anything from them. I won't announce it on Facebook yet, but all the people that need to know knows. Everyone is off course so beyond happy and supportive, with everyone joining us in prayer and hope that we will meet our healthy baby by 22 December 2010.

How perfect is this? And one day, when our little one asks 'Mommy, where do babies come from?' I can truthfully and honestly say 'Paris or Glasgow'.