I have about a zillion blog posts I need to write… a post about my pregnancy, a birth story, a baby update, a toddler update. But I found this in my drafts from a year ago today. I decided not to post it last year, because I didn’t want anyone knowing our transfer date. I was too afraid that it wouldn’t work.
So I’m posting it now, a year later, as I emerge from my blogging hibernation.
January 19, 2017
Every fertility cycle starts with a baseline ultrasound. I’ve had more of these than I can count. Today as the the tech was measuring the data, I gathered with her in my head. Lining thin, right ovary nice and “quiet”. Thin lining, quiet ovaries, that is the blank slate you want to start with at baseline.
“The left ovary is hidden under my uterus, you’ll have to search for it.” She finds it and I can see it is also nice and quiet. She thanks me for helping her out. I tell her I’ve had enough of these to know every microstep of the drill.
I meet with my nurse and we go over the dates. “Let’s see, if the next ultrasound is 1/30, that should put transfer at…”
“2/6,” I say. 2/6 is what I carefully planned out, stopping last month’s hormones on the perfect day to make this happen. Past Abbie’s birthday and at the beginning of the week, when I will have my mom here to help out.
Baseline means we are back to square one. I made it. Through the miscarriage. Through the grueling days of waiting for my hcg (pregnancy hormone) to drop. Through the required second cycle before we could move forward. We made it back here, to this place that I know like the back of my hand.
How many more square ones will we have before we finally get somewhere? I don’t know, but we will keep coming back for them until we get there.
Oh, how thankful I am that this baseline ultrasound marked the start of my pregnancy with THIS baby!