Further warning: there's a lot of trying-to-conceive stuff below. If you aren't interested, check in next post.
Between the 4 funerals, miscarriage, Thanksgiving, and Christmas, I've been a bit distracted. Add in attempting to make a baby, and my little outlet here has suffered. Really, does that make any sense? When I MOST need to vent and work things out, I stop blogging? Seems dumb.
So my doctors pretty much did what I said they would, which is to say they did nothing and wished me luck this month. Assholes. (Not really, I love my OB -- she's awesome -- but I really need someone to give a damn at some point.) I had my annual checkup the day I ovulated and really wouldn't have known that I was otherwise because my stupid Clearblue Easy Fertility Monitor (CBFM) decided this would be a fantastic month to just MISS the Luteinizing Hormone (LH) surge. Awesomesauce.
Oh, she also did say something about it being "strange" that I seemed to have a chemical pregnancy before each of my full-term pregnancies, and now another one, but that since they weren't consecutive she really couldn't refer me for any testing yet. Yup, I know. Go lose another one and give us a call, right? Anyway...
So we managed to do a great job doing what we're supposed to do at the times we were supposed to and my Basal Body Temperature (BBT) chart looks fantastic and, since I've never NOT gotten pregnant when trying (and even when not trying...), everything should be great, right?
Well, no.
With Isaac, I tested positive at 9 days past ovulation (DPO). The chemical pregnancy (CP) before him was around 10 DPO and this last one was at 11 DPO. All are early positives. So I started testing at 9 DPO this time, every day through today (12 DPO) and they're all negative. 80% of positives are found by this point (more when using the early tests as I am) and, well, I guess I'm not.
I'm kind of floored. I've been having symptoms (nausea, breast tenderness, and exhaustion). Really? Nothing? I'd seriously prefer another CP because then I could have my doctor order some testing.
I've been pretty down on myself to begin with, with not being able to find a job or do much of anything, but I could always get pregnant. Apparently that isn't the case anymore, either. I'm feeling like a complete failure and I'm not sure I want to try anymore. Maybe everyone's right, that I should just be happy with the two babies I have. But I'm feeling seriously discouraged and empty and just don't want to even think about having to do all of this again.
Sigh.
The good news is that the 3 bottles of wine I got for Christmas will be put to excellent use over the weekend. And my husband doesn't drink wine.
Between the 4 funerals, miscarriage, Thanksgiving, and Christmas, I've been a bit distracted. Add in attempting to make a baby, and my little outlet here has suffered. Really, does that make any sense? When I MOST need to vent and work things out, I stop blogging? Seems dumb.
So my doctors pretty much did what I said they would, which is to say they did nothing and wished me luck this month. Assholes. (Not really, I love my OB -- she's awesome -- but I really need someone to give a damn at some point.) I had my annual checkup the day I ovulated and really wouldn't have known that I was otherwise because my stupid Clearblue Easy Fertility Monitor (CBFM) decided this would be a fantastic month to just MISS the Luteinizing Hormone (LH) surge. Awesomesauce.
Oh, she also did say something about it being "strange" that I seemed to have a chemical pregnancy before each of my full-term pregnancies, and now another one, but that since they weren't consecutive she really couldn't refer me for any testing yet. Yup, I know. Go lose another one and give us a call, right? Anyway...
So we managed to do a great job doing what we're supposed to do at the times we were supposed to and my Basal Body Temperature (BBT) chart looks fantastic and, since I've never NOT gotten pregnant when trying (and even when not trying...), everything should be great, right?
Well, no.
With Isaac, I tested positive at 9 days past ovulation (DPO). The chemical pregnancy (CP) before him was around 10 DPO and this last one was at 11 DPO. All are early positives. So I started testing at 9 DPO this time, every day through today (12 DPO) and they're all negative. 80% of positives are found by this point (more when using the early tests as I am) and, well, I guess I'm not.
I'm kind of floored. I've been having symptoms (nausea, breast tenderness, and exhaustion). Really? Nothing? I'd seriously prefer another CP because then I could have my doctor order some testing.
I've been pretty down on myself to begin with, with not being able to find a job or do much of anything, but I could always get pregnant. Apparently that isn't the case anymore, either. I'm feeling like a complete failure and I'm not sure I want to try anymore. Maybe everyone's right, that I should just be happy with the two babies I have. But I'm feeling seriously discouraged and empty and just don't want to even think about having to do all of this again.
Sigh.
The good news is that the 3 bottles of wine I got for Christmas will be put to excellent use over the weekend. And my husband doesn't drink wine.
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