ClaireLR
Mommy to baby Lucy!
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So.....I had to come back at some point. Thought I would share my story with you all.
As most of you know Ive been on Clomid for 3months now as have PCOS, been TTC for 12 months, NTNP for 3 years before that. After second round of Clomid didnt work I decided in my head that it wasnt going to work at all and promptly decided to book a holiday for me and OH to give us something to look forward to.
On 7th July I had an appointment with my GP having had my third round of Clomid and CD21 tests. She told me that I was indeed ovulating from 50mgs,and suggested OH getting a SA done to check there was no problems there. Went home feeling, well nothing really, obviously pleased I was ovulating but wondering why if I was that we hadnt yet caught.
On my way home I realised I was a day late or so for AF, or at least due that day (cycles have been 28-30 days since being on the Clomid), so decided to fetch a pregnancy test. Didnt even think to do it until about 10pm that night (this was how chilled Id become, I mean having 2 tests in the house and not peeing on them ASAP was unheard of for me). Before bed I decided to pee on one and thought Id done it wrong, the dye didnt move across the windows very quickly and I was twisting it this way and that to make the dye go across, so when a faint line came up I just assumed it was down to that. Couldnt sleep all night though (felt a bit like a kid at Christmas) as I was wondering, but got up at about 5am to POAS, and there was a line, very faint but a definite line. Still thought, for some reason, that it must be wrong. On the way to work I popped to Sainsburys, decided I would POAS again after work. Couldnt wait that long and ended up POAS at work. Straight away a lovely dark line came up. Sat in the loo for about 10 minutes trying to pull myself together, I was pregnant!!! Went straight into see my manager (whose lovely btw) and showed her my test, she said congratulations now go and ring OH and tell him. Spent the rest of the week in a daze but was sooooo happy that it had finally happened! Did test after test and on the Friday a CB digi said pregnant 1-2 weeks.
On Sunday that week I went to my friends and we sat for ages talking shes pregnant, 6 weeks ahead of what I would have been. We talked babies all day long while our OHs fitted her new floor. I couldnt remember the last time Id felt so happy and contented, not only was I pregnant but I was going to get to share it with one of my best friends!
At 11pm we went home. I went to the toilet and there was spotting. Wasnt to worried at that point as I know this can happen in pregnancy, but said I would take following day off work to try and get a scan done.
Monday off to A&E. Once Id sat there for 4 hours, was seen by a doctor who told me it was way to early for a scan. By now the bleeding had pretty much stopped so I wasnt feeling overly concerned. More fool me. Then she dropped the bombshell weve done 2 pregnancy tests and both are negative. She said not to worry to much as hosp tests arent very sensitive and my home tests (of which Id done 9) were more likely to be accurate. She said that the bleeding could be entirely normal and to go home and rest.
On the way home I started to wonder about the tests at the hospital I should have been 5 weeks by then so surely it would have picked it up??? Went to the pharmacy to get a FRER. Went home and POAS thinking that the line would reassure me. NO LINE. Not even a sniff. Went and told OH. He kept saying well maybe this and maybe that. In the end I shouted at him because I didnt want someone trying to get my hopes back up, I knew our bean had gone. By Tuesday night I started to bleed heavily, a blessing in disguise really as at least I didnt have to go for a D&C.
Anyway the upshot is, were waiting until Dec to get back on the Clomid, were still going to TTC until then but not in the way we have been OH wants a break and to enjoy our holiday (as in, be able to have a drink or two) and to be honest so do I.
So can I come back?? Dont send me to WTT with all those shiny optimistic people when I feel like this please. Sorry if Ive bored you all with this HUGE post, its made me feel so much better to write it all down though.
As most of you know Ive been on Clomid for 3months now as have PCOS, been TTC for 12 months, NTNP for 3 years before that. After second round of Clomid didnt work I decided in my head that it wasnt going to work at all and promptly decided to book a holiday for me and OH to give us something to look forward to.
On 7th July I had an appointment with my GP having had my third round of Clomid and CD21 tests. She told me that I was indeed ovulating from 50mgs,and suggested OH getting a SA done to check there was no problems there. Went home feeling, well nothing really, obviously pleased I was ovulating but wondering why if I was that we hadnt yet caught.
On my way home I realised I was a day late or so for AF, or at least due that day (cycles have been 28-30 days since being on the Clomid), so decided to fetch a pregnancy test. Didnt even think to do it until about 10pm that night (this was how chilled Id become, I mean having 2 tests in the house and not peeing on them ASAP was unheard of for me). Before bed I decided to pee on one and thought Id done it wrong, the dye didnt move across the windows very quickly and I was twisting it this way and that to make the dye go across, so when a faint line came up I just assumed it was down to that. Couldnt sleep all night though (felt a bit like a kid at Christmas) as I was wondering, but got up at about 5am to POAS, and there was a line, very faint but a definite line. Still thought, for some reason, that it must be wrong. On the way to work I popped to Sainsburys, decided I would POAS again after work. Couldnt wait that long and ended up POAS at work. Straight away a lovely dark line came up. Sat in the loo for about 10 minutes trying to pull myself together, I was pregnant!!! Went straight into see my manager (whose lovely btw) and showed her my test, she said congratulations now go and ring OH and tell him. Spent the rest of the week in a daze but was sooooo happy that it had finally happened! Did test after test and on the Friday a CB digi said pregnant 1-2 weeks.
On Sunday that week I went to my friends and we sat for ages talking shes pregnant, 6 weeks ahead of what I would have been. We talked babies all day long while our OHs fitted her new floor. I couldnt remember the last time Id felt so happy and contented, not only was I pregnant but I was going to get to share it with one of my best friends!
At 11pm we went home. I went to the toilet and there was spotting. Wasnt to worried at that point as I know this can happen in pregnancy, but said I would take following day off work to try and get a scan done.
Monday off to A&E. Once Id sat there for 4 hours, was seen by a doctor who told me it was way to early for a scan. By now the bleeding had pretty much stopped so I wasnt feeling overly concerned. More fool me. Then she dropped the bombshell weve done 2 pregnancy tests and both are negative. She said not to worry to much as hosp tests arent very sensitive and my home tests (of which Id done 9) were more likely to be accurate. She said that the bleeding could be entirely normal and to go home and rest.
On the way home I started to wonder about the tests at the hospital I should have been 5 weeks by then so surely it would have picked it up??? Went to the pharmacy to get a FRER. Went home and POAS thinking that the line would reassure me. NO LINE. Not even a sniff. Went and told OH. He kept saying well maybe this and maybe that. In the end I shouted at him because I didnt want someone trying to get my hopes back up, I knew our bean had gone. By Tuesday night I started to bleed heavily, a blessing in disguise really as at least I didnt have to go for a D&C.
Anyway the upshot is, were waiting until Dec to get back on the Clomid, were still going to TTC until then but not in the way we have been OH wants a break and to enjoy our holiday (as in, be able to have a drink or two) and to be honest so do I.
So can I come back?? Dont send me to WTT with all those shiny optimistic people when I feel like this please. Sorry if Ive bored you all with this HUGE post, its made me feel so much better to write it all down though.
