DAISYPRENCESS
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Hello everyone,
It is time for me to tell you my story. Well, actually is my husband's and mine
.....
I met my husband when I was 19 and he was 22. We got married after a year and a half together. We waited for me to graduate university and decided to stop protecting. We thought that it would happen when it was the moment. At that time, we were living in Bulgaria. After several months of not protecting, I started getting worried. I had this feeling at the back of my mind, since I was a child, that I would not be able to have children. Now not happening, it started terrifying me. I tried to speak to my husband how I was feeling but at the time he thought I was just being abscessed. I tested myself anyway and the doctor said all was fine but maybe I did not have very regular ovulation. That was all.
The years were passing one after each other. I went through a lot of tears and begging my husband to listen to me. He knew in his heart that I was right but did not want to admit it. I graduated my muster in Bulgaria and decided to study second one in the UK. My husband one day decided to speak up and told me that when we go to the UK and settle we'll get checked. That made me so happy and positive. At last, he had admitted our problem and agreed with looking for solution.
We moved and after a year one day I told him "I am going to book an appointment with our GP and I will ask for referral to a specialist". That was in January 2013. After almost 6 years of trying, after many babies born around me, after many tears, we started answering the question "What was wrong?".
First appointment was booked for 5 June 2013. All blood tests and sperm test were done and we had to see the doctor again on 17 September 2013. I waited for this date with impatiens an fear at the same time. I also had one chemical pregnancy that was very bad experience for my husband and me. At the appointment, we met a student doctor who was very nice and she explained that with my husband everything was ok but.....but me.... the problem was with me. I had very low/ undetectable AMH
. I could not believe it. All those years I had been thinking that the problem was with my husband. I was so wrong. I apologised to him. I cried. I thought that was it. No hope.
They put me on clomid for three months and ask us to go back on 4 March 2014. The clomid made me ovulate but nothing else happened. It made me also very depressed and extremely constipated. I was feeling so low that I decided to get a rabbit to make me happy (it actually worked for both of as
). When we went back to the consultation, we were offered more clomid (another three months) or IVF. I said IVF. I could not resist more the tablets.
That was how, a year after our first meeting with the doctor, we started planning our IVF. I have to add here that I have always been against IVF treatment. I still am. You probably would wander how come when it was successful for me? But to defend myself I will say it is a lot of medication for the body. I went through it because I found it extremely unfair not to give my husband a child. He is such a wonderful person and he deserved to have his gens passed. I had to try.
On the 21 July I started my first injection. I had very bad back pain as a side effect, some hot flashes and a lot of tiredness (also as a result of 15 - 16 hours long days at work). There was a point when we could stop the IVF because my overies were not responding to the treatment. At the end, I had 5 eggs retreated, 4 fertilised. On 3 September 2014 I had the best embryo transferred. Now we had to wait till 14 of September (my husband's birthday 15 September). I was working still very hard and I was completely exhausted so I was convinced that it had not happened.
On 14th I got up 5 in the morning to go the toilet and decided to do the test and get over it. I woke my husband up and ask him to stay wake. I did not have the strength to look at the test....I asked my husband do it. He said "It shows '+'. What does it mean". I looked at the test shocked and answered "It means, I am taking another one". All three of them showed, I was pregnant. I could not believe it. I started crying and hugged my husband. I was terrified of loosing it.
My pregnancy was not too difficult but I head some ups and downs. I bled for 10 days. I had pains in my cervix. My sickness lasted all along. At 18 weeks I got very bad cold as a consequence of water infection. I was so afraid all the time (of the pregnancy) that I would loose the baby. I went over due and I was in labour three nights. At the end, I had a beautiful baby girl weighing 7.2 lb and my family became full.
Natella is sleeping next to me at the moment. I still cannot believe I have a child. I want to give hope to other people trying. Do not lose hope! It can happen. I did not believe it. I did not believe my husband who was telling me all the time that it would happen. But it happened. And it is worth all the waiting, crying, all the injections, tests, and all the pain in labour.
Lots of Love to all of you
Daisy
It is time for me to tell you my story. Well, actually is my husband's and mine
.....I met my husband when I was 19 and he was 22. We got married after a year and a half together. We waited for me to graduate university and decided to stop protecting. We thought that it would happen when it was the moment. At that time, we were living in Bulgaria. After several months of not protecting, I started getting worried. I had this feeling at the back of my mind, since I was a child, that I would not be able to have children. Now not happening, it started terrifying me. I tried to speak to my husband how I was feeling but at the time he thought I was just being abscessed. I tested myself anyway and the doctor said all was fine but maybe I did not have very regular ovulation. That was all.
The years were passing one after each other. I went through a lot of tears and begging my husband to listen to me. He knew in his heart that I was right but did not want to admit it. I graduated my muster in Bulgaria and decided to study second one in the UK. My husband one day decided to speak up and told me that when we go to the UK and settle we'll get checked. That made me so happy and positive. At last, he had admitted our problem and agreed with looking for solution.
We moved and after a year one day I told him "I am going to book an appointment with our GP and I will ask for referral to a specialist". That was in January 2013. After almost 6 years of trying, after many babies born around me, after many tears, we started answering the question "What was wrong?".
First appointment was booked for 5 June 2013. All blood tests and sperm test were done and we had to see the doctor again on 17 September 2013. I waited for this date with impatiens an fear at the same time. I also had one chemical pregnancy that was very bad experience for my husband and me. At the appointment, we met a student doctor who was very nice and she explained that with my husband everything was ok but.....but me.... the problem was with me. I had very low/ undetectable AMH
. I could not believe it. All those years I had been thinking that the problem was with my husband. I was so wrong. I apologised to him. I cried. I thought that was it. No hope. They put me on clomid for three months and ask us to go back on 4 March 2014. The clomid made me ovulate but nothing else happened. It made me also very depressed and extremely constipated. I was feeling so low that I decided to get a rabbit to make me happy (it actually worked for both of as
). When we went back to the consultation, we were offered more clomid (another three months) or IVF. I said IVF. I could not resist more the tablets.That was how, a year after our first meeting with the doctor, we started planning our IVF. I have to add here that I have always been against IVF treatment. I still am. You probably would wander how come when it was successful for me? But to defend myself I will say it is a lot of medication for the body. I went through it because I found it extremely unfair not to give my husband a child. He is such a wonderful person and he deserved to have his gens passed. I had to try.
On the 21 July I started my first injection. I had very bad back pain as a side effect, some hot flashes and a lot of tiredness (also as a result of 15 - 16 hours long days at work). There was a point when we could stop the IVF because my overies were not responding to the treatment. At the end, I had 5 eggs retreated, 4 fertilised. On 3 September 2014 I had the best embryo transferred. Now we had to wait till 14 of September (my husband's birthday 15 September). I was working still very hard and I was completely exhausted so I was convinced that it had not happened.
On 14th I got up 5 in the morning to go the toilet and decided to do the test and get over it. I woke my husband up and ask him to stay wake. I did not have the strength to look at the test....I asked my husband do it. He said "It shows '+'. What does it mean". I looked at the test shocked and answered "It means, I am taking another one". All three of them showed, I was pregnant. I could not believe it. I started crying and hugged my husband. I was terrified of loosing it.
My pregnancy was not too difficult but I head some ups and downs. I bled for 10 days. I had pains in my cervix. My sickness lasted all along. At 18 weeks I got very bad cold as a consequence of water infection. I was so afraid all the time (of the pregnancy) that I would loose the baby. I went over due and I was in labour three nights. At the end, I had a beautiful baby girl weighing 7.2 lb and my family became full.
Natella is sleeping next to me at the moment. I still cannot believe I have a child. I want to give hope to other people trying. Do not lose hope! It can happen. I did not believe it. I did not believe my husband who was telling me all the time that it would happen. But it happened. And it is worth all the waiting, crying, all the injections, tests, and all the pain in labour.
Lots of Love to all of you
Daisy
