Not Pregnant…..Now What?
After waiting thirteen days after my IUI (sperm inside my uterus), I decided it was time to take a pregnancy test. Yes I know that I was supposed to wait fourteen days but I was too excited and anxious.
When my sister was expecting, my sister and brother-in-law filmed a video of everyone’s reactions when we found out that E was pregnant. The video features every family member being told that there was a new addition to the family. I love watching the video because it just shows how excited we were and how much we loved my nephew before he was even born. Before I took my pregnancy test, I messaged my brother-in-law and he promised to make a video for me. All I would have to do is to start recording reactions.
Maybe it wouldn’t be as surprising as my sister/brother-in-law’s announcement (since it was totally unexpected) but I wanted to have something to look back on and show my future baby. That’s why I filmed my reaction when I took my pregnancy test. For whatever reason, in the moment, I didn’t think I was pregnant. Perhaps it was a coping mechanism that helped me feel better when the test result showed that I was not pregnant.
On the Saturday morning after my pregnancy test, my amazing sister J met me at the clinic and I had my blood taken to make sure that I wasn’t pregnant. Friends kept telling me that tests are not always 100% accurate and that I should wait to get a blood test before fully admitting defeat.
The nurse did not need to call to tell me my news because my cycle returned while I was out for lunch with J and we celebrated with mimosas. We celebrated that I could drink again and my sister helped me stay sane and helped me to have fun/laugh when receiving my news. We both wished that we were celebrating my pregnancy but we also enjoyed drinking mimosas, wine, champagne and rose.
When the nurse called to tell me that I wasn’t pregnant I expected to cry and to feel sorry for myself. Anyone that knows me knows that I am very emotional but for whatever reason, I didn’t cry. I think this was because of a variety of reasons:
- A couple of days before I got my result, I received an email from a sperm bank stating that my first choice in donor was available. I had my name on a waiting list for months and I was so delighted that my first choice was available. For IUI #2 I am using a different donor.
- All of my Etsy orders had not arrived. Yes I ordered things on Etsy to announce the arrival of my future baby. It’s been a weird week when everything has arrived congratulating me on my pregnancy when I am not, in fact pregnant.
- I missed booze. Specifically, I missed sitting on a patio and now I was able to do that.
- I had J there to make me laugh the entire day. We even danced to Beyoncé with her husband later on in the afternoon and a little Beyoncé can put a smile on anyone’s face.
- My other sister E and I kept having these incredible phone conversations and I loved being able to chat with her and to hear her advice on everything Mom related. She helped to give me strength and helped to make me see that having kids was the best but that I should appreciate the time to myself (especially my current sleep schedule) before a future baby arrives.
- I knew that IUI round 2 was gearing up and this time I didn’t feel as nervous and scared. This time, I feel like I CAN get pregnant (fingers crossed).
The same day I found out I wasn’t pregnant, was the same day that I needed to call in to the fertility clinic to report my day one and start the process for another IUI. The prep for my second IUI has been a little different because I am taking medication for this IUI. My fertility medication is called Letrozole and is taken starting on day three for five days. When I picked up the medication at Shoppers, I was a little scared as the pharmacist said “be careful with this medication. There are a lot of side effects.” So far (knock on wood), the only side effect that I have seen is that I am currently going through issues with acne at the age of 38. Amazing.
Letrozole is used because it increases my chance in releasing more than one egg. Studies show that it is less expensive than other fertility meds and there’s less of a risk of multiple pregnancies (Today’s Parent). According to the National Institute of Health, of the 374 women who received Letrozole, 27.5% experienced a live birth. Multiple pregnancy with twins occurred in 3.4% of the groups.
So here’s the big debate – do you take fertility meds to increase your chances of getting pregnant OR do you just stick to your natural cycle?
For me, I relied on my doctor to give me stats and from there; she helped me to make an informed decision. Fertility is expensive. A woman connected with me today and wrote that she had 15 IUI’s and six miscarriages. I can’t even imagine. It just goes to show that women are strong AF. If she can go through 15 IUI’s, I can gear up for round two without an issue. I also can’t begin to imagine how much this affected her emotionally and financially. I’m planning of having a maximum of three IUI’s and that is going to cost me a minimum of $5000.00.
The big worry (I pretty much worry all the time now), is that I could have multiples. While J was with me at the fertility clinic we started looking at the pictures on one of the fertility doctor’s wall. It was hundreds of birth announcements and thank you’s complete with the world’s sweetest baby pictures.
“Do you see what I see?” my sister asked.
“The cutest babies?” I asked.
“Take a look at the number of twins” she sister said.
Then we started counting twins and soon realized that it seemed that every third baby announcement contained a picture with twins.
At this point, I don’t even want to think about having twins on my own and every time someone asks me about it, a chill runs through my body.
So now it is go time round two. I think I am ready as I can be and my IUI will be taking place in the next week or so (as long as everything is in order). Bring on the blood tests, ultrasounds, and waiting in lines for 1,000 years. I am ready and have a feeling that I will be pregnant VERY soon.