We had been trying to keep a pregnancy for a year and a half. I got pregnant every time we tried, but for whatever reason or no reason at all (since all tests for both of us were normal) I lost them. I had 2 chemical pregnancies and two early miscarriages resulting in two D&C’s.
I did acupuncture, drank fish oil, ate beets, stopped caffeine, relaxed, had a mantra, prayed, saw an infertility specialist and was taking vaginal progesterone suppositories from 3 days past a positive OPK ”just in case”. Our infertility doctor had told us our insurance approved a cycle of IVF and she was just waiting for the word on whether I was pregnant that cycle or not to start the process.
I peed on the stick and before the 2 minutes were up I had the darkest line I had ever had. It was a sunny weekday morning and my husband was still asleep. I woke him up and showed him the test. “It’s positive.” We were gun shy about being excited considering our history. “Here we go again”, he said. We were happy, but cautiously so.
Apparently the 5th time was the charm and I had an uncomplicated completely normal pregnancy, and Harrison Thornton M was delivered one day after his delivery date via cesarean section at 8lbs 13oz and 21.5inches after 25 hours of labor (including induction and 3 hours of unmedicated pushing - oh lawd!).
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