Finding a Way Out of IF
Parenting after chronic infertility. Our story involves working with CCRM after experiences with diminished ovarian reserve, severe male factor infertility, 4 reproductive endocrinologists, 8 donor embryos, 2 IVFs, 6 FETS, 1 fresh donor egg cycle, 1 failed agency egg donor, 15 vitrified donor eggs, 4 surgeries for her, 1 for him, 3 miscarriages, 1 chemical and 5 canceled cycles. After seven years, one amazing couple set us on a new path by choosing us to be parents for their son.
Monday, 15 May 2017
She's Here, She's Here!
I am so lucky. She's just amazing.
First, the obvious. Childbirth sucks.
The story, if you're interested:
I was induced at 6pm on Sunday with a cervical foley catheter (balloon). It dilated me to 3cm by the next morning. The next day (Monday) , I arrived at the hospital at 8am and began receiving medications for induction. Things progressed very slowly, but the baby was happy. I followed my birth plan and took all the drugs. When they would wear off every once and a while, I was reminded of just how awesome drugs are.
Just after midnight on Tuesday, I had dilated to 9cm and was 90% effaced. The induction drugs kept flowing through out the night but my cervix didn't want to budge. At 5am, the doctor gave my pitocin one last crank up to try to make my contractions stronger, and dilate me the last little bit. At 6am, they told me I could push.
I tried to push for 1.5 hours. I was exhausted. I was 22 hours into labour at that point. My doctor came in, and he said he could still feel a small amount of my cervix. He said I could try to push for a couple more hours if I wanted because baby was happy, but he thought maybe baby was too big to fit because all of my pushing had not made baby any closer to the exit. Shortly after, I decided to have a c-section. I just wanted it to be over and was exhausted and feeling overwhelmed.
At 9:05am our beautiful little girl made it into this world. She cried right away, and so did I. I'm crying as I type this. I still can't believe we got this lucky. Hubs got brave and even saw her right after she emerged. I can't believe he looked!
The next few days of recovery were a blur. The baby is jaundiced, but is recovering well. We decided to supplement her with formula to help things along.
Breast feeding has been very difficult. This is a whole other story in itself. However the nutshell version is that she has a very strong latch, which has resulted in some very sore bleeding breasts. After a rest from breast feeding we're getting back on track. We're almost a week in, I think we are turning a corner. She is currently receiving formula about 50% of the time. I think some form of supplementation might be the right solution for us going forward, but we'll see. We're taking it day by day.
She had a slightly abnormal heart rhythm (a long QT which is the contraction phase of the heart rhythm from what I understand), so she had to have some extra tests. The doctors think it is already resolving on its own. Because of hubby's history with a minor congenital heart defect, they are being extra careful and following up on this. This resulted in a lot of extra traffic in our hospital room. Our hospital is a teaching hospital and there were a ton of people in our room everyday. We were really glad to get to go home.
Big brother has been amazing. It melts my heart. He was sooooo excited to meet her. We waited until we were home from the hospital, and I'm glad we did that because there were no extra distractions around us. He held her, and analyzed every little thing about her "look at her little tongue!", "why she no wear socks, Mama?", "look at my trains Baby Sister", and "she has a picky nose" (what he calls it when he has a boogie in his nose). "I need to be gentle", were some of the things he said. He held her patiently and gently for 20 minutes (a record for his 2.5 yr old attention span), while wiggling his feet excitedly the whole time. It was one of the best moments of my life. It was beyond adorable. There weren't a lot of dry eyes around watching.
I'm so, so grateful.
Wednesday, 3 May 2017
39 Weeks
I haven't had any signs of labour. I want some though ;)
I can't remember if I wrote this or not yet, but my placenta previa resolved itself at 36 weeks. Doc says we're good to go for a vaginal birth. I go tomorrow for another check up.
I've researched a few things, and have an idea of how I'd like the birth to go. But really, I just want Baby Sister to get here safely and in the most friendly way possible for me. The only item on my birth plan is: 1) Take all the drugs.
I'm having a bit of anxiety about how we are going to manage two kids in the early evening hours (hubby works from home and needs to work until 8pm), but I'm hoping it will all just come together. I had a 12 yr old mother's helper come over for the first time yesterday. She lives four doors down. I'm hoping she'll be able to lighten the load a bit.
I'm also having anxiety that there could be something wrong with the baby. I'm not going to write that all out here, because I don't want to give it any more space in my head than it's already taking up. But it's there.
The next time I post, hopefully there will be a baby here!
Wednesday, 15 March 2017
32 weeks
Tuesday, 24 January 2017
Placenta Previa
I've known for a while that I have placenta previa (aka a low lying placenta). This week, after a bout with a gastro-bug and some personal stress in my family, I had a bit of bleeding.
It's nothing too major. Dark brown, not red. And not a lot, just a heavy spotting.
I'm hoping it was an isolated thing related to my vomiting, but it's complete previa, meaning the placenta covers my entire cervix, so it may not be.
I think the chances of the placenta moving and correcting are getting slimmer by the day. I'm 25 weeks now. A c-section is needed in previa cases. Which stinks, but oh well. Honestly, I'm just so happy to have this baby any way it decides to come into the world.
Hubs' anxiety has been remarkably in check for months. This has sparked something in him though, and he's a worrying, googling mess asking me what was on the toilet paper every single time I go to the washroom.
I sent my little pumpkin to the babysitter for the full week this week so I could take it easy. It's like a mini-vacation. That part of things is kind of awesome, I'm not going to lie. ;)
Tuesday, 17 January 2017
Checking in
My worries have thankfully faded a bit from weeks ago about this pregnancy not continuing. We've reached the point where this pregnancy could be viable if the baby was born -24 weeks today! That is astonishing.
I can now regularly feel Baby GIRL (yes - that's right! A GIRL!) kick and move. Usually after the little guy is in bed I lay in mine, totally exhausted from the day (it doesn't take much), and that's when Baby Girl puts on her acrobatic show. It's such a lovely feeling that I never in a million years thought I'd get to experience. Hubby can feel it now too which is neat.
I've started decorating and organizing a nursery. Seeing that room makes me more excited than anything.
The other day we posted our pregnancy announcement on FB. I made a video of the little guy saying "I'm going to be a big brother" I'm going to have a baby sister" I asked him where the baby was, and he pointed to his belly, then quickly realizing it wasn't in there, he pointed to mine and he squealed. It turned out really cute. Hearing everyone's surprise and congratulations was also a neat moment.
I'm sure Little Boy doesn't get what's about to happen (he'll be 2.5yrs in May when she's born), but he does say the odd really cute thing about having a new sister. We play a little game in the car where I ask him "Who's my my hunny bunny?" He shouts out names "Gamma!" I say noooo (thinking definitely not, haha), then he'll say other people's names, and I say no. Eventually, he'll say his version of his name or "Daddy" and I say "yes!!!". I asked him a couple days ago who his hunny bunny was and he said "Baby Sister!" I can't wait to see their relationship develop.
Although, keeping it real - I am also a bit worried about his transition from being the center of our universe. And for moments like the other day, where he ran across a gym full of toddlers with a thank God, soft squishy ball, and yelled "boink the baby on the head" and proceeded to do just that before I could intervene. The baby was a trooper (she has two older siblings and it didn't even phase her), but oh man! Baby Girl may not have the peaceful infancy that he had!
We've also started to think about Baby Girl names. I'm pretty stumped. Heeeelllllp!
Wednesday, 30 November 2016
17 weeks
Still pregnant here! 17 weeks! Today I had an ultrasound and everything is "all gold stars" as my OB says.
The shock has not warn off; but acceptance and excitement are now here too!
Not much else to report, but just wanted to check in! Next ultrasound will be Dec 22 for a full anatomy scan.