The stimms went well, all the scans were showing lots of nice juicy follicles on both ovaries. When it came to egg collection day we were hopeful of getting a similar number of eggs as before, because our fertilisation rate was only 30% last time. When I woke from the retrieval they told us we had 10 eggs and I cried. I felt a little disappointed and I was thinking the worst.
The day after they told us the fertilisation rate - 50% this time! So we had 5 little embies growing. By day three they weren't hopeful of getting blastocysts. So on our last babies due date (19th July) we headed over there for the transfer of two 8 cell embryos, with a bit of a heavy heart that they hadn't made it to day five. Two of the embies had arrested at day 2-3 and one was a little slow. They were going to leave it until day 5 to see if it made if to be frozen but that one didn't make it.
We went away for a couple of days to the lake district to take our minds off everything that had happened. It was great to keep ourselves busy and enjoy some time together. The 2ww was EXCRUCIATING as we were a little disappointed to start with but when you get little symptoms in the last few days you can't help but have a little bit of hope.
We waited until the day before the official test day and did a first response test...Two lines! Very very faint but it was telling us we were pregnant!
On OTD we did another test, faint still but baby was still there. The following day was the beta blood test..it came up very low at just 25. So the clinic were not sure about how the pregnancy might progress. That triggered a lot of nerves for us. We went for a repeat beta two days later (by which time the number should have been 50 or more) and it came back as 41. Our hearts sank a little as the clinic were saying it wasn't great. They agreed to a third beta in another two days. They told us they wanted 150 or more and it came up as 450!
It didn't feel real to us. After our past losses and because of this shaky start we thought little 'shrimp' would have a tough time. Its hard to be positive when there's so much hurt in your heart. It came to scan day at the clinic to find the heartbeat and little shrimp was there with its heart beating away ;)
Two weeks later another scan at EPU 9 weeks. Still our baby shrimp with a tiny leg protruding which kicked for us...a private scan for reassurance at 11 weeks, still our baby shrimp really wriggling around...12 week scan and still our baby shrimp wriggling again... NHS emergency scan (because the midwives couldn't detect the baby's heartbeat) at 15 weeks, still our baby shrimp waving his arms in the air.
I'm now 17 weeks and 4 days pregnant and it really is time for me to accept that this is happening. The house is starting to fill up with baby things. Wow.
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