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Tuesday, June 26, 2012

Bump Ahead!

 Mike and I are thrilled to share that after a very quiet round of IVF, Baby Ricci is due to arrive on 2/16/13.  We heard and saw the heartbeat this morning and it was the most incredible experience of our lives.  After all of the heartache and days spent waiting for our little one, the magic of our little one's heartbeat made every bit of this journey worth it.  We couldn’t be more thrilled and feel so blessed to have the support of such an amazing family and friends.  The Dr. told us that the heartbeat is very strong and that this is the best outcome he could have asked for.  Thanks so much for all your thoughts, prayers and heartfelt messages; knowing we had people behind us made getting through this trial possible. 

 Such a cute little peanut already!  Mike and I both have a hunch it's a girl but we won't be able to find out for 10 more weeks.  For now we are just enjoying that in 9 short months, we will be a family of three.  We can't wait.

XOXOX....

Mike, Lauren and Baby Ricci :)

Saturday, May 26, 2012

A reminder...

I watched sweet Avaya the other night and every moment of holding her, feeding her, cuddling her and every second in between, was a reminder of why this infertility journey will someday be worth it...
I recently found a new infertility blog called Infertility Inferschmility, which chronicles the infertility of a woman out of Chicago who has gone through a similar journey as me, but who is now pregnant. In one of her earlier posts she filled out a "What Defines Me?" post and it reminded me how much strength I have gained from this three year struggle so I decided to answer the questions from my own perspective (although I kept a few of her answers since they were so eloquent).

 
I knew I was Courageous when... my fear of needles became a reality as I started daily shots.

I knew I was Brave when... I underwent my D&C and said goodbye to all the hopes and dreams my pregnancy had brought me.

I knew I was Defiant when... I didn’t allow infertility to break me.

I knew I was Bold when... I pushed through the pain and heartache of hyperstimulation.

I knew I was Selfless when... I gave complete control of my body and mind to infertility treatments.

I knew I was Resilient when... I kept standing as my world was crumbling.

I knew I was Determined when... I didn't stop trying.

I knew I was Purposeful when... I realized God gave me this journey and the strength to tell my story.

I knew I was Devoted when... I opened my heart and soul to our someday baby and made the choice to do everything in my power to bring Baby Ricci into our life one way or another.

Even though this journey has been plagued with uncertainty, it has taught me more than I ever could have learned without this hardship. I am a stronger woman and will be a better mom because of this journey and I know someday I will appreciate the trials I have been faced with. I just have to remind myself to take each day one at a time, to allow myself to feel every emotion that infertility brings and that this will eventually all be worth it when we have our miracle in our arms.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Masochistic...

I have decided I am a masochist.  I watch 16 and Pregnant, babysit for free, throw baby showers, check out babysteals.com daily, and buy group baby gifts for work.  I also sometimes blogstalk, but I had been able to give Facebook up.  That is until yesterday.  Yesterday was a bad day.  Yesterday I wanted to see pictures of my friend’s new baby, so I “reactivated” my Facebook account for literally 5 minutes.  My intention was just to look at the baby pictures (which is torture enough), but I then started to look at status updates.  I have been good and have not been on once since I deleted it, but the devil on my shoulder somehow won yesterday.  In the midst of my reading status updates, I was bombarded by baby news; baby pics, expecting announcements, gender announcements and birth announcements filled my news feed and I had to slam my computer shut.  Now I am not angry at these people or wish I had their lives or their babies, but it does once again make me question, “why isn’t it that easy for us?”,” when is it our turn?”, “what are we doing wrong?”, “why don’t we deserve a baby?”  These questions flooded my mind and brought tears to my eyes and I was pounded right back into the hole I have been attempting to dig myself out of.  I obviously am not emotionally ready to handle the Facebook world quite yet and I need to keep myself protected in order to keep my heart in tact.  I am also reacting to the grief in a physical way; in fact, about 8 weeks ago I had a nervous breakdown.  I began having daily anxiety attacks, could barely get out of bed and was thinking in ways I never had before.  I withdrew from everything; Sharing Place, my RESOLVE group, my relationship, my friendships and anything else that was a commitment outside of work.  I had never felt that way and I knew I needed help.  I luckily had an appointment with a new internal medicine Dr. 6 weeks ago and he was able to put me on an anti-depressant that appears to be working, as well as something to get through the anxiety attacks.
I wish I knew how to explain how hard infertility has been on me and that I am not trying to hyper-focus on my inability to have a baby, but the emotions are hard to understand and convey to those not dealing with the emptiness and pain infertility brings.  While I am genuinely happy for anyone who does get pregnant, it still feels like salt in my never healing wound every time I hear someone else’s happy news or attend a baby shower.  I hate what infertility has turned me into and the bitterness and darkness that has consumed my heart due to this three year struggle. I know we will get our little one someway or somehow and that we don’t have a baby for some reason, but in between all the hormones my body has been bombarded with and the emotional pain that accompanies it, it’s hard to see through the darkness.   I hope now that my hormones are beginning to stabilize and my medications are kicking in that I can deal with things better, but it’s been a rough road.  I am sorry to anyone I have let down, who has felt they can’t share news because of my own personal battle or for those I have pulled away from.  It’s nothing any of you did; it’s all me and the depression that has overcome my soul.  I hope to be better soon but please know, I am truly doing the best I can and am just taking it one day at a time…

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

I'm Tired...


Today I should be 14 weeks and in my second trimester.  It’s weird to think that almost 2 months have passed since my heart shattered and I had to say goodbye to my pregnancy and all of the hopes and dreams that came with it.  I have found it’s been a strange transition to go from hopeful and trying to just waiting with a broken heart.  I am having a hard time dealing with the emotions that have come with this miscarriage and hearing and seeing people reveal pregnancies that have roughly the same due date I should have had.  I have turned into an ugly person and it’s not who I want to be.  This whole process has become extremely draining and Facebook and my blog have exacerbated my sadness.  I am having a difficult time just getting through the daily tasks without worrying about updating my blog or keeping up on emails, Facebook messages and everything else technology provides us with.  In order to heal myself and get some things done that I have had on my list for months, I have decided to take a break from the social networking world.  I truly appreciate all the love and support I have gained from this blog and my Facebook page, but I just need a break.  I have said “I can’t do that in case” or “maybe next month” too many times and I have fallen into a funk that I can’t seem to be able to dig myself out of.  I will still have the RESOLVE group going on and will be answering emails at LaurenNRicci@gmail.com but it’s not going to be at the forefront of my to-do list.  I just need to get back to me and I need to get back to the “us” in my relationship because I don’t want to resent the years I spent trying.  So thank you very much for listening, supporting and helping me get through this difficult journey.  I hope when I do feel ready to come back I have a renewed sense of hope, or some good news to share.  All my best to each of you!


XOXOX…

Friday, February 10, 2012

Ricci Genetics...

Yesterday Mike and I had our follow up appointment at the fertility clinic to decide what the next steps were.  After my D&C we opted to have genetic testing done in order to shed some light onto why I miscarried and where we should go from here.  Unfortunately/fortunately the genetic tests didn’t find any chromosomal abnormalities, which means we are unsure why the pregnancy failed.  Since the results were inconclusive, we are back to square one trying to figure out what we can do to boost the chances of IVF working.  There are three things that could be contributing factors that Dr. Hammoud mentioned, so now we are just trying to figure out which it could be, if any.  They are…
1)      The first (and I believe most likely) is there is a problem in the maturation process.  Each time I have had a retrieval done, I have been able to get many eggs but by the time we reach day 5 there are only a couple embryos left and we never have any to freeze.  Dr. Hammoud believes this is because I overstimulate, or stimulate too quickly, and the eggs grow quickly but don’t mature as fast as they are growing.  In order to stop this from happening, I will go on metformin three months prior to my next IVF cycle and then take a very low dose of IVF medication.  This will result in fewer eggs but will hopefully increase their quality and allow them to develop into healthy embryos.

2)      Dr. Hammoud wants to do a hysteroscopy (go in with a small camera and look around), to see how much of my septum is remaining.  Although they removed it, they haven’t been able to confirm how much of the septum is left (they never completely remove it) and so they want to verify that the remainder of the septum isn’t a contributing factor as to why we lost our baby.  As I have mentioned before, a septum is a uterine abnormality that causes an unfavorable environment for a fetus to grow due to the lack of nutrition/blood supply available in a septum and can cause early miscarriages

3)      During an appointment last month, Dr. Petersen stated I may have some endometriosis because my right ovary doesn’t move.  I have always suspected I have endometriosis but I have never confirmed it because of how invasive laparoscopic surgery is and the fear of scar tissue, but it could be an option.  It will be a last resort though.

 

Our game plan right now is to be on a voluntary break from hardcore treatments until October just so I can relax and flush all these crazy drugs/hormones out of my body and so Mike and I can recoup from the emotional stress infertility can cause.  This date may change but as of right now, I am pretty set on waiting to start the IVF process again.  I may begin clomid again in April just to help my body ovulate, but I won’t be tracking my cycle and doing bloodwork like I have been.
I never realized IVF and infertility would be so hard on me, both emotionally and physically, and I am looking forward to getting away from the dark, angry, complainy person this has turned me into and am excited to begin focusing more on my relationship, my job and myself.  I am looking forward to many more date nights, dinners with my girls, vacations, spontaneity, accomplishments in both our careers, gym time, wine nights and me time.  I have also decided that I am tired of being a victim to my body so I have committed to run the St. George Marathon in October, as long as I can get in (it’s a lottery).  No longer will my body control me; I will control it.         
So that’s where we are.  I was having a really difficult time but I am starting to feel better and more in control than I have in a long time.  We booked a trip to Mexico in September over baby due date, and that has been a huge help.  It’s also my birthday month so I have lots of dinners, dates and celebrations on the books; all of which tend to heal my heart.  Happy 2012; I am just pretending January never happened.  :) 
Oh and silver lining... when we first found out I was pregnant Mike and I were both positive that it was a girl.  SInce we were able to get genetic testing done, we had them find out the gender and voila, we were right.  Yay for having mama intuituion!!!
Happy weekend everyone!

Wednesday, February 8, 2012

2+1=

My cute friend Taylor and her hubby Darren are in the process of adopting and I wanted to share their profile. She is one of the strongest women I know and she will be one incredible mama. She has been through so much in order to get her little one here and while it's been a tough road, she always handles everything with grace, humility and a smile on her face. So if you know anyone who is trying to find a family for their baby, please think of Taylor and her hubby Darren because I couldn't think of anyone more deserving then these two. Click here to visit their LDS Family Services adoption page and feel free to spread the word. :)

Hey there,

Thank you for taking a minute to get to know us. We admire your courage and strength and hope this letter will help you to know us better.

How We Became Us:
We met 10 years ago in 2001 through mutual friends. The first night we met we stayed up late talking and laughing after everyone had gone home. It was hard for us to say good night because we had such a great time together. Three days later we had our first date. We both knew there was something different than others we have dated and 3 years later we were married.

Extended Family:
We both are very close to our families and spend a lot of time with them. Every other Sunday we have family dinner at Darren’s parents. We enjoy getting together with them to play games and BBQ. Although most of Taylor’s family lives further away, we see them almost every month. We look forward to the family reunion campout each year and all of the laughs and craziness that come with it. Darren likes to go golfing with Taylor’s dad and brothers while Taylor enjoys shopping with her mom and sisters. With all we’ve been through trying to start our family, our families have been so supportive. Whether it’s prayers, family fasts or moral support we feel blessed to have them in our lives.

Hobbies and Interests:
These past few years we’ve been making an effort to enjoy Utah’s great outdoors. In fact as we write this letter we are up in the mountains camping! We love to go hiking with our dogs as well as camping, mountain biking, boating and snowboarding. We both enjoy sports and have played on a co-ed softball team together. Darren loves to golf as well as play the guitar and is a pretty good artist. Taylor enjoys going to the gym, swimming, dancing (mostly as a workout!) and also art, we even took an art class together!

We have been fortunate enough that we have had the opportunity to travel quite a bit throughout our marriage. Some of our favorite places include Maui where we love to relax on the beach. New York City is all about the food for us, though the sights are amazing the food alone is worth the trip. We loved seeing Wicked on Broadway, but one of our favorite attractions is Central Park. Cruises are also a favorite where we just get to be plain lazy!

Darren about Taylor:
The first night Taylor and I met we were in a large group of friends and we were attracted to each other right away. As we started dating we couldn’t see enough of each other. Our friends started to wonder where we always disappeared to. Today my friends still often comment on how it is hard to get us apart. We are not only life partners, but best friends as well. Taylor is the love of my life! She gets me and I get her. She loves to laugh more than anything and I enjoy making her laugh. She is very giving, kind hearted and has a smile that lights up any room. She makes friends very easily and I am constantly being told how much she is adored. When you meet her I know you will feel the same. She has a great love of children and that love is one of the many reasons I wanted her to be my wife. She currently serves in the primary presidency in our ward and I love watching her interact and teach the kids. One of my most fondest memories of Taylor is when we bought our house and I was stressed out about our new financial responsibility. I remember that night we signed all of the paperwork I couldn’t sleep and I sat up in bed because of being overwhelmed and she sat up and put her arms around me and said that we are going to be okay. She had faith that we would make everything work out and we did. We now have lived in our house for almost seven years. She has always been like that in our marriage. One of Taylor’s favorite things to do is travel and we make great traveling buddies. We try to go on a few trips a year and she plans each one. She is a big planner not only on the big things, but the small things as well. She loves her home and she loves her family more than anything. I am extremely lucky to have her by my side as my wife and eternal companion.

Taylor about Darren:
To put it simply, Darren is my better half. From day one he has been my rock and continues to be that for me with all that life throws our way. Darren is a people person, he gets along with everyone and makes them feel at ease. Darren is such a hard worker and excels in his business as a financial planner. One thing that is huge for me is humor and Darren makes me laugh every day weather it’s on purpose or one of his many quirks. I love that he gravitates towards the “under dog” and strives to make them feel loved or included.I know Darren will make an amazing father as I watch him not only with our nieces and nephews, but also with his primary class, he’s always sitting with the one who needs a friend. I love how Darren is tender hearted and I can feel his closeness to the Lord, I see that in the little things each day. I can’t recall a morning Darren hasn’t kissed me on the cheek as I’ve slept as he leaves early for work, I love that. I’m often rushing out the door to work with no time to make lunch and I’ll open the refrigerator to find he’s made me a sandwich and left a sweet note. He hates when I say this because really he is all man, but he is the greatest in that he'll miss out on watching a game and sit through my girly shows with me! That is Darren, thoughtful and always making sure I know of his love for me, I never doubt this. I knew early on in our relationship that he was a keeper and I feel so blessed to be his wife.

Family Goals:
We’ve had many years to think about our future family and the kind of parents we want to be. It has been over five years since we have started trying to have children. Through many failed infertility treatments we have come to realize the blessing adoption can be in our lives, and we are very excited about this opportunity. We want to give our children as many opportunities in life as we can. Whether it be dance, piano, baseball or football no matter what they choose we can’t wait to be a part of those fun experiences with them. With travel being a big part of our lives, we are excited to experience that as a family. Aside from all of the fun stuff, our biggest goal is to have an eternal family and for our children to know where they came from and that they are always supported and loved.

Thank you for taking the time to get to know us. We think the world of you for making such a hard decision. We can only imagine how difficult this process must be and sincerely pray that you will find comfort and inspiration in your decision.

Love, Darren and Taylor

Thursday, February 2, 2012

Passion

The other day my loving step-father sent me a card that told me I was passionate.  Passionate about my job, passionate about my marriage and passionate about becoming a mother.  I have been told I am strong, that my ability to be candid has helped another and that I am inspiration.  All of these compliments have been incredibly appreciated, but for some reason being called passionate was exactly what I needed to hear.  I have questioned being open about my journey because the emotions that come with it have been so raw and each time I tell the story salt enters the wound but I also know that being open allows me and my heart to heal.

Today I came across a quote on a blog I follow, and I instantly fell in love.      

"But overall please know...you are irreplaceable.
There is no other person like you.
No one can replace the impact you have and more importantly
the story you are meant to tell."

-Brooke Leanne

This blog Bits of B is the personal blog of Utah photographer Brooke Leanne who owns Blush Photography and she is the definition of passion.  Her posts are eloquent, her love runs deep and her willingness and ability to share her emotions through beautiful words, sounds and pictures are inspirational.  

This quote reminded me that no matter how many times I am kicked down or how broken I feel, God gave me this journey and the strength to tell my story and that's what I am here to do.

Thanks Brooke for being my inspiration and for allowing me to see what passion and strength really is and for giving me the courage to continue sharing my journey.

Monday, January 30, 2012

Utah Share

I have been having a difficult time dealing with the emotions that have come with my miscarriage and I am just not in much of a blogging (or do anything for that matter) mood.  As I was looking at the Utah Share website, which. is for anyone who has experienced the loss of a baby through miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy, stillbirth,  newborn, or infant death, I found this grief information.  Just thought I would share...

      When a Baby Dies
Many people do not recognize the grief that can follow a pregnancy loss from miscarriage, ectopic pregnancy, stillbirth, or newborn death. They respond with an attitude of: “Cheer up; you can try again.” This attitude rarely comforts. Because the baby was never held or perhaps never seen, some people assume the parents should not feel loss. The parent-infant bonding process begins long before birth, so grief is a common and normal response to a loss. The grief following a pregnancy loss can be especially difficult when society seems to say that the grief doesn’t exist. The following guidelines may help you deal with your grief.

Grief
The grief you feel for the loss of your baby is painful. The pain can be lessened a bit by understanding what is happening. Grief seems to follow a pattern of four stages which may overlap, and you may find yourself at different phases at different times. Each parent will be unique in going through the stages of grief. Remember that the grieving process is a normal and necessary part of saying goodbye to your baby.

Shock and Numbness
This stage happens initially and may last 48 hours to two weeks. This is a normal and healthy defense. Your emotions may seem uncontrollable. You may have some difficulty concentrating or taking in information. Your appetite may disappear. You may be exhausted, yet unable to sleep. You may want to sleep all the time.
You may experience feelings of guilt, fear, anxiety, depression, or think that you are losing your mind. You’ll find expressing your true feelings will be healthy. Friends and family may accept grief for a short time. They may not realize how long it can take to resolve. 

Searching and Yearning
This stage may last for several months. You may have the feeling that you’re looking for what you’ve lost. You may feel anger at doctors, nurses, the hospital, or even God. These are normal responses to a loss. Anger is also a normal feeling during this stage of grief. Share your feelings with someone who understands.

Disorientation and Disorganization
This stage may be the most severe in the 4th through 6th months after your loss. Feelings of depression may be strongest at this point. You may experience a lack of motivation, overeating, or no appetite at all. You may have difficulty in making decisions or lose interest in your appearance. You may not feel like leaving the house or going to family gatherings.

Reorganization
This stage does not occur quickly. Be patient with yourself and your partner. Your actions will no longer be mechanical, and you will experience a sense of release, renewed energy, and an ability to enjoy yourself and have a good time without feeling guilty. You will never forget your baby, but you will be able to go on with your life and look to the future.

Emotions, Thoughts, and Feelings
Gradually your grieving will begin to lessen, but this process is not completely smooth. Just as you are starting to feel better, something (an anniversary of your loss or the birth of a friend’s baby) may trigger sadness. After a pregnancy loss, some women feel “phantom kicks” or hear “phantom cries.” They may experience literally aching arms from longing to hold their baby. Some women may be comforted by holding a doll, teddy bear, or even a blanket. There is even the possibility of experiencing some phobias. These are all normal responses and should not cause alarm.

Communication and Patience
Often parents experience marital difficulties following a pregnancy loss. This can be due to the stress of the situation itself or to differences in grieving styles. Because mothers and fathers bond differently with the baby, they may feel the loss differently. Men often think that they must “be strong” and not show their emotions. A woman may mistakenly think that this means her partner does not care. The more a couple can accept and discuss these differences, the less painful their grieving will be.

Other Grieving Tips
During this time of stress, you need extra attention or pampering. Allow yourself any luxury that you can: a new outfit, a movie, dinner out, time alone. Enjoying yourself does not mean you have forgotten your baby; it means that you are taking care of yourself.
Often friends or relatives make statements such as: “You are young,” “You can try again,” “You’re lucky you didn’t get to know the baby,” or “Be grateful your baby is an angel in heaven.” These comments can hurt, although they are usually intended to comfort. Most people are uncomfortable with grief and often don’t know what to say or do to be supportive.


As you respond to such statements, try to keep in mind the good intentions behind them. Let others know that you love and miss your baby. Let them know how they can help you.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Just not meant to be...

The past few weeks have been so incredible.  From the morning we found out we were expecting, to sharing the news with our friends and family to finally feeling pregnancy symptoms instead of drug-induced symptoms.  We began to feel the excitement of what our lives would be like with our little one finally in it, were starting to look at nursery designs, pack and plays and made a couple of purchases including adorable New Orlean Saints pacifiers.  We were being showered with gifts, cards, well wishes and love and were thrilled to finally be on the journey into parenthood and were enjoying every second of it. 

Tuesday, January 10th started out as a wonderful day.  Mike and I had a first ultrasound and were going to learn if we were having one or two Baby Riccis.  Mike and I both believed I was pregnant with one little girl and were looking forward to getting half of that answer.  We walked into the infertility clinic with huge smiles on our faces, talked about how excited we were to be having our baby in September and thought this would be the last time we would be visiting the U of U Reproductive Center.

We finally got called back to an exam room and Dr. Johnstone came in and gave us a congratulations and started our ultrasound.  She verified that the pregnancy was in the uterus but as she looked further, she began to become concerned.  She had found that there was an amniotic sac, but she was unable to see a yolk sac or an embryo inside of it.  She told us she was worried I had a blighted ovum/anembryonic pregnancy but she wanted us to come back on Friday to verify her speculation. 

Mike and I knowing things didn't look good began asking a lot of questions.  As we spoke to her more, she explained that an anembryonic pregnancy is a pregnancy in which the amniotic sac develops but sometime between implantation and 6 weeks, the embryo quits growing due to chromosomoal issues or the quality of the embryo.  When we asked what our chances are she stated there was less than a 50% chance my pregnancy was healthy and viable and we should begin to prepare for the worst.  We made our next ultrasound appointment and left the clinic attempting to stay optimistic., although in my heart I knew this pregnancy was over and Baby Ricci wasn't ready to join our family just yet.  Earlier in the week I had actually started feeling differently physically and was worried something was wrong because I wasn't sick, and wasn't having the same pregnancy symptoms I had the week before.  Since I had never been pregnant before I just decided I was overreacting and tried to believe I was going to be one of the lucky women who didn't have horrible morning sickness and tried to keep a positive outlook.  I guess I should have listened to my woman's intuition. 

As we left the appointment and I tried to wrap my head around everything that was happening, I just lost it.  I was numb, sad, angry and completely bewildered.   How could such happiness come to an end so abruptly and why was yet another heartache happening to us?  A thousand questions started running through my head such as, had we done something wrong?, how were we going to tell everyone we had lost our baby?, and how would our hearts ever heal?  It was just something we never expected...

Friday the 13th we went in for our second ultrasound and Dr. Hammoud verified what we already knew; this was an anembryonic pregnancy.  He shared that the embryo had quit growing at about 5 weeks and we would need to induce a miscarriage.  Due to a trip to Tobago we were leaving for on Saturday, we decided to do a D&C so we wouldn't be waiting to pass the pregnancy and risk ending up in a Tobagan hospital.  I underwent the procedure yesterday morning and while I am physically doing ok, my heart aches for this baby we already loved so much. 

Right now we are still trying to come to terms with everything that has just happened and change our frame of mind from new parents, to parents who just endured a miscarriage.  We decided to have some genetic testing done and hopefully find out why this happened and what we can do to avoid it happening again in the future.  We are also going to take a break from IVF for a bit and plan to start back up in April/May.  It's hard to know that Baby Ricci is still so far away but we have faith in this baby and know they are stubborn and will come when they are ready.  I just wish it was sooner than later.

While this experience has been the most difficult thing we have ever been through, I have been humbled by the entire experience and am extremely grateful for the amazing friends and family we have.  While this has been the most trying time of my life, I know we will get through it due to the amazing support we have and I feel so blessed that Mike, Baby Ricci and I are so overly loved.  When Baby Ricci does come, they truly will be a miracle and will bring so much joy and fulfillment to so many lives and for that, this baby is truly worth waiting for...

"We acquire the strength of that which we have overcome..."- Ralph Waldo Emerson 

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Our Christmas Miracle!!!

After 2 1/2 years, multiple fertility treatments and various heartbreaks Mike and I are beyond ECSTATIC to announce that we were blessed with our Christmas miracle after a last minute decision to do another round of in-vitro.  Baby Ricci is FINALLY on their way and due to arrive Sept 3, 2012!!!! We are overjoyed with this news and we can't wait for our new addition! We found out Christmas morning and surprised both ourselves, and our families with the news on Christmas day! It was truly a magical and memorable Christmas and we are thrilled to finally be adding to our family in 2012.

I am SUPER early along but I am just too excited to not share the news. We went in for bloodwork yesterday after three positive home pregnancy tests and confirmed that I am indeed pregnant and am about 4 weeks along. We will be going in for an ultrasound on January 10th to find out if there is one baby or two in there and we can't wait to hear our little one's heartbeat. We are both still in shock and this whole experience has been completely surreal but we are already so completely in love with Baby Ricci and can't wait for the journey to parenthood to begin.

As for me I am feeling pretty well, just tired, have some back aches and headaches and have an enhanced sense of smell, but I am going to enjoy every moment of this incredible journey and I can't believe it's finally happening. Even my nightly progesterone shots are now a piece of cake. :)

Thank you all SO much for your continuted love, support, prayers, faith and hope for us and Baby Ricci. I know without our amazing families, friends and the support of this blog and my RESOLVE fertility group, we wouldn't have made it through this difficult time and Baby Ricci wouldn't be on their way.

So, "I'm Pregnant!" Wow, these words are so crazy to hear out of my mouth but are words I am so thrilled to say! It's been a hard, long wait but I always knew it would be worth it in the end and it truly is!  I will keep you all updated on my progress, for better or worse, and am looking forward to sharing the pregnancy journey with you as well.

I hope each of you had a very Merry and magical Christmas too and for all of you out there who read this and are trying, I truly hope you will be blessed with your miracles soon!  Once you see those two pink lines, I PROMISE everything you are going through will all be worth it.
All my best and love,
Lauren :)

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Transfer Day!

We made it!  For the first time we were able to make it to transfer day and what a wonderful day it was!  I woke up yesterday like a kid on Christmas morning and after running a few errands, we ended up at our appointment half an hour early.  I sat there giddy with excitement and anxious to finally get our little eggies inside of me.

We were finally taken back to the transfer room and Dr. Johnstone came in to give us an update on our eggies.  She shared with us that 8 were still viable but that only 1 made it to the blastocyst stage.  The other 7 were in various stages of the morula stage, but none were of great quality.  She asked how many we wanted to transfer and we told her two so she chose the best two, gave me a couple vallium and said she would be back in 10 minutes. 

By the time Dr. Johnstone came back I was feeling great and she got ready to transfer our little eggies. The transfer itself was pretty simple (especially after everything else I have been through), and it was only a tiny bit more invasive than a normal papsmear. In all honesty, the only part that was uncomfortable was when they cleaned my cervix.   Mike was able to stay in the room and watch the eggies get loaded into the catherter and transferred into me. The transfer took all of 5 minutes and then I spent the next half hour sleeping in the transfer room. 

Below is the first picture of Baby Ricci/Riccis and are the two eggies that were implanted in me.  I think the top is a girl because it's stronger and Miss Annie thinks the bottom looks like Mike :)  Isn't technology amazing?
  

You will also notice the fertility charm in the picture as well.  My step-dad Rod gave it to me a few months ago and I held it and rubbed it the entire time for luck.  Mike being the smart-alec and logical person he is, finally said "you should find one that says science and rub that because if this works, it's because of science."  It was a pretty funny comment and will definitely be a story we remember for life.    

Following transfer and a quick stop at Cafe Rio for lunch (to go of course), we headed home and have been spending the weekend watching the newest season of Dexter.  Mike has been a Nazi Nurse umm I mean a fabulous nurse and has been regulating every time I get up to walk anywhere.  I am not the best bed rest patient but I really am trying not to move around too much, but I really hate having to ask for everything I need/want.  I am too self-sufficient but I am trying to enjoy being waited on hand and foot because it's not going to last for long.

Even though everything went as perfect as it could yesterday, we did get some sad news this morning.  After transferring the two best quality embryos, they allowed the remaining 6 to continue growing.  Unfortunately this morning when they checked them, they had either all died or are on their way to dying.  What this means is that we don't have any to freeze so if this doesn't work, we will have to go through another fresh cycle again.  As difficult as the process is, I know I am strong enough to endure it again if I need to and this cycle was basically a freebie anyway.  I am just hoping it won't come down to that.   

So, now we wait until my pregnancy test at the end of December... It's such a strange and amazing feeling to know that there are two little embryos in there trying to find their home and that in a mere few weeks I could finally hear the words "you're pregnant".  While I am extremely optimistic that this cycle will work, I know there is a 45% chance it won't and we will have to start this process all over again.  If that's the case, I will be devastated, but in the same breath I have the most amazing husband, friends and family and we will get through it together.  I am just really hoping for a Christmas miracle and that 2012 will be a life changing year.    Happy holidays everyone!  I hope you all get your own miracles too!  :) 

Thursday, December 15, 2011

11 is our lucky number...

Hello blogreaders,

I know I have been MIA for a while and a lot of it is because I was emotionally drained from my previous IVF cycle and it took a good month and a half for me to completely heal, both physically and mentally. In order to deal with what was going on and the devastation a failed IVF cycle brought, I buried myself in work and spent a week in California working, gathering my thoughts and spending some much needed one on one time with mah Be. I came home from that trip rejuvinated and ready to jump into another IVF cycle.

To back up a little bit, my first day back at work from my previous bed rest it was announced that our infertility insurance was changing and that everything done this year wouldn't count toward our new $30,000 infertility lifetime max. Although I wasn't ready to jump into another fresh cycle so soon and my IVF Dr. didn't love the idea, we decided because my ovaries were back to size and it was basically a free cycle we would go ahead with another round. Due to the length of time a cycle takes and the Christmas holiday, we chose to do an antagonistic IVF cycle, so there were a few less shots (no Lupron) and the process was a week shorter. I started my birth control on November 7th, as well as the drug metformin, which is primarily used in diabetic patients, but has been found to help with hyperstimulation. Metformin is a pretty nasty drug though and for the first few weeks of taking it I was nauseous and threw up a few times. It was basically like having morning sickness without the baby.

My body finally got used to the metformin and on December 2nd, I began my follicle stimulating shots of Repronex and Follistim. Due to hyperstimulating last time, they decreased my dose of Follistim from 150mg to 100mg and I was going in daily for an ultrasound to see how everything was progressing. As soon as there was a follicle above 13, they had me start another daily shot of a drug called Ganorelix to stop my brain and ovaries from talking to each other.

Everything had been going well and they were monitoring my estrogen levels very closely because of what happened last time, that is until I went in on Friday, December 9th. The day before they had drawn some blood to check my estrogen and found that it was once again high (3,000) and I was going down the same hyperstimulation path as I had last time. The Dr. had me have more blood work done and then ordered me to bed rest and put me on a gatorade diet to help alleviate some of the hyperstimulation symptoms. As I sat in the office with tears running down my face that Friday and trying not to bawl as they once again handed me a "hat" and a measuring tape, they informed me of a fairly new protocol they are able to use in antagonistic cycles. Due to the fact that I had not been taking Lupron this cycle, they could use Lupron to to trigger my ovulation instead of HCG because it doesn’t contribute to hyperstimulation. They also put me on a cautionary prescription and told me to take it easy Friday and Saturday and they would call me after they got the results of my estrogen to decide whether or not it was OK for me to go in for a retrieval. They also reminded me that even if I could do a retrieval, my hyperstimulation symptoms would most likely increase and there was a very small chance I would be able to do a transfer and we would most likely need to freeze all of the embryos and do a frozen cycle at a later date.

After I left the Dr.'s office and had my complete meltdown, I received a call from the U. They informed me that even though my estrogen was still high (4,000), they wanted to do a retrieval on Sunday and I needed to trigger that night. Although I was excited this cycle was still a go, I was really worried about the pain and anguish I thought I would for sure feel. I went in on Sunday extremely anxious, although hopeful, and went through another egg retrieval.

To my surprise and relief, I came out of my retrieval feeling pretty good. I did not experience any of the same symptoms I had last time and just spent Sunday taking it easy and drinking gatorade to keep the symptoms at bay. They were able to retrieve 16 eggies and on Tuesday I learned that 12 were mature, 11 were able to fertilize and 11 were still growing and dividing like they should. As of this morning, all 11 were still growing, although three aren't doing as well as the others, and I am scheduled for my first transfer tomorrow morning at 11:00 am. I am in total shock that we are getting to this point and I am feeling extremely blessed and thankful that the Dr.'s were able to reverse the hyperstimulation and salvage this cycle.

So that's my story for the past few months. I apologize for not sharing earlier but I kept this cycle on the DL because of everything that happened last time and my fear of the same thing happening. It was only after I was told that this cycle looked as though it was going to fail as well that I felt the courage and need to share our journey again.

I am anxiously awaiting my transfer tomorrow and am happy to report that Mike is on board with transferring two. For some reason this time feels so much different than anything else we have ever done and I am extremely hopeful that Baby Ricci or Riccis will be on their way soon.

Thanks again for all of your love, support, comments, advice and inspiring words. I wouldn't be able to get through all of this without my amazing friends, family, my RESOLVE group, co-workers and this blog.

XOXOX...

Lauren

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Fertility math?

From the outside, Holly Finn certainly looks fertile.
 
With shoulder-length dark hair, smooth skin and a slim but curvaceous figure, the San Francisco-area writer could be any young mom with a baby on her hip.

But at 43, Finn says, her ovaries know better — and she would have, too, if not for what she believes is society’s widespread ignorance about infertility.

“I really feel that there are important pieces of information that don’t get passed along,” says Finn, who has now tried for four years to conceive through in-vitro fertilization. “I actually think it’s quite a brutal dishonesty.

Most women aren't taught — and don't learn — basic facts about fertility and aging, says Finn, author of the e-book “The Baby Chase." Instead, celeb moms the likes of Salma Hayek (a baby girl at 41), Marcia Cross (twins at 44) and Mariah Carey (twins at 41) make being an older mom look easy — and glamorous.

“It’s not that we’re stupid,” she says. “It’s that we’ve been misinformed.”

As proof, she points to a new survey conducted on behalf of RESOLVE, the National Infertility Association, and presented at the American Society of Reproductive Medicine’s recent annual meeting.

The poll of 1,000 women ages 25 to 35 who had talked to doctors about fertility found that participants could correctly answer seven out of 10 basic questions less than half the time. The Fertility IQ 2011 Survey found that women were wrong most often about how long it takes to get pregnant — and about how much fertility declines at various ages.

“We were not at all surprised,” says Barbara Collura, executive director of RESOLVE. “This is what we experience every day.”

Most women simply don’t realize that at 30, a healthy woman has about a 20 percent chance of conceiving and by the time she reaches 40, her odds drop to about 5 percent per month, Collura said.
Instead, many of those surveyed thought that a 30-year-old woman would have a 70 percent chance of conceiving and that a 40-year-old’s chances could approach 60 percent.

They also believed that a 20-year-old woman might get pregnant in less than two months of unprotected sex, rather than the five months that is the average.

“It’s basic biology and basic knowledge of how age impacts your fertility if you’re a woman,” says Collura.

But most women aren’t getting those basics until it’s too late, said Dr. William Schoolcraft, medical director of the Colorado Center for Reproductive Medicine in Denver and two other locations.
"They don't even come in for fertility treatment until they're literally in their 40s," he said. "Some come in and they have run out of time."

In a country where sex education focuses primarily on avoiding pregnancy and preventing sexually transmitted diseases, most women believe that having a baby is inevitably easy.

But that neglects the reality that infertility affects some 7.3 million women in the United States, or 12 percent of the child-bearing female population, and about 1 in 8 couples, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. After about age 35, fertility plummets, Schoolcraft said.

So when women decide they want to get pregnant and can’t, they’re stunned. Some of the shock is because of advances in health and beauty that allow women to look — and feel — younger, even as their reproductive systems march on.

“People kind of think now at 40 what they used to think at 30,” Schoolcraft said. “People do yoga and they run and they do all these healthy things. They assume that means ‘I’m not aging.’ But their eggs don’t know that.”

Part of the disconnect is because of advances in infertility treatment, which have helped boost the rates of births among women in their 40s, even as rates have dropped for younger moms. Between 2008 and 2009, births in women aged 20 to 24 reached a record low, falling 7 percent. At the same time, the rates for women aged 40 to 44 jumped 3 percent and births to women older than 50 climbed 5 percent.

Those numbers are exemplified by a series of high-profile births in older celebrities, including icons such as Kelly Preston (son at 48), Holly Hunter (twins at 47) and Jane Seymour (twins at 44.)
The famous mamas may or may not disclose whether they’ve used fertility aids, such as IVF or donated eggs, says Schoolcraft. That further contributes to the notion that it’s never too late to have a baby.

“It sends the message, if she can do it, then Miss Healthy Boring Me, I won’t have any trouble at 41 or 42,” Schoolcraft says.

The trouble is, such thinking can cheat a woman out of her options, Collura says. It’s one thing to postpone children in order to pursue education or a career, fully knowing it might be more difficult to get pregnant later. It’s another thing to be surprised by infertility.

“This is not about empowering women and women’s rights,” she says. “This is about science and biology 101.”

That is precisely Holly Finn’s point. She wishes she had realized earlier the effects that endometriosis and age might have on her ability to conceive. If she had her way, she’d tell women ages 26 to 34 one thing: "Start having babies now."

After eight unsuccessful cycles, Finn is taking a break from IVF therapy, but she plans to pursue other infertility treatments or different paths to parenthood in the future.

“Giving up hope is almost impossible,” Finn says.

-JoNel Aleccia
Today.com

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Please be gentle with me...

 A friend of mine shared this blogpost on Brave Girls Club with me and this story really resonated with me.
The story talks about the masks we wear and the signs we wish we could wear around our necks so everyone knew what trial we were currently enduring and would be a little more understanding.  I know I have not been my normal self and have been much more flaky then I usually am, but it's because I am hurting.  I am hurting physically and emotionally and I can barely be there enough for myself, so I haven't been able to be there for anybody else.  I feel bad that I have let certain things fall through the cracks and am only able to give myself 80%, but it's because I am broken, I am hollow and I am missing a piece of myself.  So...
and I really am.  I wish I could be the person I have aways been but right now, I have to be selfish, I have to take care of me.  So if I have not been the friend, the daughter, the wife, the listening ear, the co-worker, the volunteer, the confidant or the person I normally am, please forgive me, I am doing all I can to hold myself together...

Friday, October 21, 2011

A Heartbreaking and Painful Step Back...

This week has been an emotional rollercoaster, to say the least, and the outcome was far from what we had wished for. Let’s rewind to 8 days ago…

October 13, 2011- This was the day we had been waiting for. I had cleared all my estrogen tests, had taken my trigger shot and I was ready to be put under and have our little eggies retrieved. We went in that morning as happy as could be and thought, “this is it, this is the next step towards Baby Ricci.” They put me under and an hour later then wheeled me back into a recovery room and told me everything had gone well and they were able to collect 12 eggies. We were both very excited with the results, but I was in a TON of pain and it just continued to get worse. They finally gave me something to help with the pain and an hour later sent me on my way. On the way home from the retrieval I was starving but all I wanted was frozen yogurt so we headed to Menchie’s, a new frozen yogurt shop I had never been to. I waddled in hunched over and made myself a yogurt but after two bites I got the “I am going to vomit” feeling and ran to their brand new stainless steel trash can and lost it. It was just the beginning of my week from hell…

After we arrived home and my pain pills began to wear off, the pain continued to get worse and worse. I was unable to move and the gas pains were so intense that every inch of my body ached. I figured it was just a result of my surgery and this is how every woman feels after an egg retrieval, so I just continued to take the pain pills they had prescribed along with drinking a lot of water, downing gas-x and doing everything possible to become comfortable. That first day was miserable and poor Mike had to do everything for me because I was unable to walk or put any pressure on either of my shoulders due to the severe gas pains. I finally was able to fall asleep that evening after building a fort of pillows both around and under me and I thought the next day would be better.

October 14, 2011- The next morning I began to feel a little better, but I was still in quite a bit of pain and my stomach had become extremely bloated and distended. I honestly had gained about 6 pounds overnight and it was all showing in my belly. I once again attributed it to the retrieval and just continued taking gas-x and pain pills to help with the pain, but nothing seemed to help. I finally went into my acupuncture appointment and she was able to help relieve some of the pain, but I still was not myself. I went home to rest some more and as much as I wanted to go, I ended up having to miss The Colors of Life fundraiser for The Sharing Place, which I have attended every year for 10 years. Although I was still in severe pain, I once again just chalked it up to "this is how all girls feel after a retrieval".

October 15, 2011- Saturday I began to feel a bit better, although I was still in a lot of pain and fatigued. I perked up quite a bit though when I received the call from the andrology department telling us that they had actually extracted 14 eggs and 9 of them were mature, 8 were fertilized and 8 were growing perfectly. I was in such a state of bliss that it made all the pain, both emotional and physical, feel like it was finally worth it. We scheduled the transfer for day 5 and began talking about how different life was going to be when this baby was finally in our lives.

October 16, 2011- Sunday morning I was finally able to shower, take a trip to Costco and cook a few things. I was feeling pretty good throughout the day and although I wasn’t 100%, I thought I was on the mend. I went to bed early that evening in order to get ready for a long day of work on Monday so that I could be completely stress-free while I began to grow Baby Ricci.

October 17, 2011- I went in to work at 6:30 am because I had so much to do. I wasn’t feeling great but I wanted to make sure I got everything done before I took the next three days off for bed rest after my transfer. I knew things weren’t 100% right with me when I lugged my monthly Costco trip in and it took me an hour to distribute everything rather than my normal 20 minutes, but I just kept going on with my day. After working extremely hard all day to complete my tasks, I began experiencing some chest pains around 2:00 pm. I have never had heart burn so I just chalked it up to that, took some TUMS and continued working my little tail off until 7:30 pm.

When I finally left my chest pains were getting worse and I thought I had overdone it a little bit and needed to go home and just rest. The chest pains never let up though and they began radiating to my back and making it hard to breathe.  Being the stubborn person I am though I just thought they would go away when I went to sleep and went about my evening. At 11:30 pm when I attempted to lie down and go to sleep, my chest and back pains became so bad I started begging Mike to take me to the ER. We arrived at around 12:00 am and I was admitted around 12:45 am. By this point my chest pains were pretty severe and they came and drew blood, put an IV in and finally gave me some pain medication around 1:30 am. At about 2:30 am the Dr. came in and told me that one of the blood tests had revealed that I may have a blood clot in my lung and they needed to do a CT scan. About an hour after that, the radiologist finally came to get me and I underwent my first ever CT scan. For those of you who have never had one, it’s a very strange feeling. They inject your body with iodine through your IV and when it’s inserted, your entire body goes warm for about 2 minutes and you get the taste of metal on your tongue.

After the CT scan they brought me back to my room and about an hour later the Dr. once again came in and told me I didn’t have any clots and that I most likely was having a back spasm and I could be discharged. We finally made it home around 5:00 am and although I was still in quite a bit of pain, Mike and I both took a two hour nap before we were supposed to head up to the infertility clinic for my transfer.

October 18, 2011- After a long night in the ER and hardly any sleep, I was ready to get the transfer over with and head back home for three days of bed rest. I was worried that they may not do the transfer due to my hospital stay but tried to assure myself that because they had not found a clot and thought it was my back, they would most likely continue. After being brought back to the transfer room Dr. Hammoud came in and asked how I was feeling. I told him I had been to the ER for chest pains but that they thought it was my back and I was feeling ok now. Dr. Hammoud excused himself and came back a bit later with an ultrasound machine. He explained that I looked incredibly sick and I was most likely suffering from Ovarian Hyperstimulation Syndrome or *OHSS and they needed to do an ultrasound. Following the ultrasound Dr. Hammoud stated that I was indeed suffering from *OHSS, which is why I was having chest pains, and we shouldn’t go through with the transfer due to my current state of health. Although in his opinion we should not continue, he would leave the choice to us, although if we chose to go ahead and do one and I were to become pregnant, I would most likely end up in the hospital and lose the pregnancy because I would be so ill. On top of this news, he told me that only 2 of our 8 fertilized eggies had survived until day 5 and the two remaining embryos were fair in quality and probably wouldn’t be able to be frozen. He gave us a few minutes to discuss it amongst ourselves and the minute he walked out of the room, I lost it. Here I was on the day that I thought our lives were going to change for the better and I was sobbing uncontrollably and in excruciating pain. As much as my heart told me to do the transfer, my head knew better and we chose to terminate this IVF cycle.

After I was finally able to collect myself, they sent me on my way with two prescriptions to stop the IVF process, strict orders to drink 64 oz of Gatorade a day and at minimum, three days of bed rest. I was also sent home with a “hat” to monitor my urine output, a tape measure to keep track of my abdominal girth and the nurses phone number I was to call every day to report my stats. I left what was supposed to be my transfer appointment feeling completely destroyed mentally and physically and as though I was a failure of a woman. I couldn’t and still can’t believe that our baby is still so far away and that we went through the entire arduous process only to have to start from scratch again in a few months. My heart is truly broken and I feel so helpless and out of control. I know this isn’t my fault and this is a known complication of IVF, but I am so angry that it had to happen to me. I just wanted one thing in this whole process to go right.

As of right now I am still on bed rest and feeling sorry for myself that our little family won’t be complete until at least 2012. I am devastated that this happened but I am attempting to move forward and find peace and acceptance about this situation within myself. I am very fortunate that I am surrounded by such amazing friends and family and I have had the most amazing support throughout all of this. I know Baby Ricci will get here one way or another, it’s just hard to accept that it may not be the way we want, or in our timing, but they will get here. Our current plan is to begin the IVF process again in January and hopefully do retrieval and transfer in February. In the mean time Mike and I plan to enjoy my work trip to Napa where we will drink too much and spend time with one another, spoil ourselves for Christmas with things we don’t need, finish up some projects around the house, celebrate Mike’s 30th birthday on 11.11.11, take a much needed tropical vacation to Trinidad and Tobago for some much needed together time and R and R and splurge on a dinner at our favorite restaurant Cucina Toscana. While I know none of these things will heal the large hole in my heart, they at least give me something to look forward to as we begin yet another long wait in this fertility journey.

* click here to learn all about OHSS and what symptoms to look for.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Please stop the ride, I am ready to get off now…

The past week has been a series of ups and downs in regards to this IVF cycle and I am ready to stop being thrown around. First was the unexpected bleeding and severe headaches that occurred last week and what I went it for on Monday to have checked. I was nervous for my ultrasound because they weren’t sure why I was bleeding but my ultrasound showed everything was fine and that we were on track to do a harvest on Thursday. As part of the routine check, they did some blood work to evaluate my estrogen and sent me on my way. I had no reason to believe everything wasn’t ok but then that afternoon I received a call from my nurse and she told me my estrogen count was through the roof but that my follicles were not yet mature enough to trigger so my Dr. wanted me to quit taking my Repronex and come in on Tuesday for an ultrasound and more blood work. I went in yesterday and had another ultrasound and all of the follicles had grown considerably. My Dr. told me that in a normal case, I would be ready for harvest but due to my estrogen levels being so high the day prior, I needed to have more blood work done in order to rule out Ovarian Hyperstimulation Syndrome. Ovarian Hyperstimulation Syndrome is a complication that can arise from taking fertility medications and is due to blood vessels and follicles leaking fluid into the ovaries and causing them to become enlarged. The symptoms of it include bloating, abdominal pain, weight gain and nausea and it can lead to blood clots, kidney failure, loss of fertility and hospitalization. Usually if OHSS is suspected, medical professionals will stop your IVF cycle before harvest or before implantation because OHSS doesn’t actually occur until after ovulation and gets worse if you become pregnant. If you are able to get through Harvest but have to stop before implantation, they will usually freeze any embryos that have grown so they can be used in another cycle.


I knew hyperstimulation was a risk but I was attempting to be optimistic and wasn’t worried that it would happen to me but I have quickly learned that anything that can go wrong in this process, will. After having more blood work done on Tuesday, I anxiously waited for my test results and the fate of this cycle. My estrogen level had been 3,500 on Monday and my Dr. told me that if my estrogen was above 5,000 on Tuesday, we would have to stop my cycle to avoid OHSS. After a few meltdowns during the wait for the nurse’s phone call, I finally got the news that my estrogen count was a 4,730 and even though it was a lot higher than normal, I was tolerating the side effects better than most and they would be ok proceeding with this cycle of IVF. I was instructed to take my HCG shot last night and scheduled my harvest for Thursday morning.


While I am relieved we can continue with this cycle, I have learned that everything can change in a blink of an eye and I am living one day at a time. If I make it through the harvest without complications, I will be happy. but then there is the worry that the eggs won’t fertilize, that the embryos will die before transfer day, that there won’t be any viable eggs, that implantation won’t occur or that due to OHSS, they won’t be able to do an implantation and I will have to freeze them. I know I should be more positive and I am extremely hopeful this will work but until I started this process, I didn’t know how involved it was and how much really could go wrong. I am hoping that I have good news following the harvest and that we are still on our way to an implantation and hopefully baby Ricci, but as of right now, I am just focusing on my Harvest tomorrow and not much else. I will make sure to post my progress, as well as our embryos and what we decide to do in regards to transferring one or two. Since I will be on bedrest for 2-3 days following the transfer, I will have plenty of time to write. Wish me luck that nothing else goes wrong and that Baby Ricci will FINALLY be on their way because I need all the positivity and good vibes I can get!

Friday, October 7, 2011

Repronex, ICSI and Acupuncture oh my!

I have been really MIA lately because work is INSANE and IVF is really taking a toll on me both mentally and physically. I am on my three shots a day routine now and my poor tummy is black and blue with lots of red welts due to the repronex and follistim (egg stimulating shots). This round of shots has been much more difficult and painful and I am not reacting very well to the additional medication. I haven’t been super hormonal (at least I don’t think so Mike may think otherwise) but I have had some serious migraines and nausea, am exhausted all of the time and have had a few “I want to kill you” rage moments. I also had a scare on Wednesday when I unexpectedly started bleeding. I immediately called the nurse and they were pretty concerned about it because it’s unusual to bleed at this part of the cycle so they scheduled me for an ultrasound this morning and told me to watch it. It subsided yesterday so they said I could just plan to come in on Monday for my normally scheduled ultrasound and we can evaluate where we need to go from there. I am hoping that it was just a fluke and everything is OK, but I won’t know much until Monday and there is a possibility I may have to stop my cycle, which is very stressful. It would be incredibly heartbreaking to have to stop now since I am so far along in the process. I am really trying to be positive and am crossing my fingers, toes and everything in between that my ultrasound goes well on Monday and that I can do the egg harvest some time next week.

On top of the shots being more difficult, we learned that we do have to do ICSI since Mike’s sperm did not penetrate the hamster eggs as often as they needed to. They want to see about 80% and Mike was at a 67%. We also learned through the hamster penetration test that many of the heads of Mike’s sperm are shaped incorrectly, which makes it very difficult to fertilize an egg. While I am happy this is an easy fix through ICSI, this news was frustrating because he has been tested a few times and we have never been told that may be part of the issue. Due to the “penetration” issue along with all of my other problems, IUI probably never would have worked so I am happy we didn’t try that for too long. I just feel that we solve one piece of the puzzle and then find another problem. It’s hard to feel we are always taking one step forward and two steps back in this whole infertility journey.

As of right now I am still set to do my harvest sometime next week but I will know more on Monday if and when it will be, so I am just trying to stay busy in the meantime. I have begun to do acupuncture again and I would highly recommend my acupuncturist. Her name is Brighton Roper and she works at Utah Family Acupuncture and Herbs. She specializes in fertility acupuncture and she had a septum removal and has since had a baby girl, so that is always encouraging. Plus she is relatively inexpensive and whether or not it helps, it at least gives me some piece of mind that I am doing everything I can.

IVF is hard and it’s unfair but I am trying to stay as positive as possible and am apparently drowning my sorrows and pain in buying baby blankets, eating cookie dough and shopping for home decor. Whatever keeps me sane right? Hope you all have a good weekend and GOOOO Utes!

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Someday it will all be worth it...


I ran across this quote on my friend's blog and had to share. Can't wait to experience the magic of motherhood.

"A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for."
--Anonymous


Here are a few other quotes that have helped get me through the days... Thank you pinterest.