Well, I won't be posting about CD1 for some time.

Because I'm pregnant!!!

I'm still having a hard time believing it, but the pee sticks are pretty good proof, as is the beta of 41 when I had it drawn on Friday (11dpo). I am hoping and praying soooo hard that this is our miraculous sticky baby, and yet I am also preparing for the worst should we end up there again. ::sigh:: I'm praying that our angel is now our little bean's guardian angel, and watching over him or her (or them).

So, the events leading up to this wonderful occasion:

I did 300 units of gonal-f (fsh) in my belly from CD3 to CD12, with multiple visits to the vampires for blood draws. On Thursday 3/25 (CD11) I went in for my u/s, and there were four follies on my left, and one on my right, all of them between 14 and 15 mm. My RE wanted me to trigger on Saturday (which I did) and then wanted to do the IUI on Monday. I told him that wouldn't work because of our work schedules (and it really wouldn't of as I was the only nurse all day monday due to a call-in). So we decided that this cycle would be TI, and we had plenty of sex over the weekend and monday.

Now, I usually ovulate 24 hrs after the trigger, but not this month. In fact, I had such bad cramping on Monday morning that I was worried about OHSS and called my RE. They reassured me and gave me signs/symptoms to watch for, and my cramping was gone by noon. So I definitely ovulated on Monday. I then started my prometrium as per protocol, and the waiting began. Frankly, I didn't even consider success out of this cycle. In fact, at the u/s on 3/24, I had asked about our options after we exhausted our IUI benefits and injectables. The RE said IVF would be the next step, and so I had brought home info on that and had the talk with Ben. I was gearing up to start saving and getting healthy with our eye on a fall 2011 IVF cycle.

So, this past Tuesday, 4/6, I started to feel like I had the stomach flu. I was in the bathroom frequently, and didn't sleep well. I felt nauseated and ill all day Wednesday, in fact I went home from work early, and the nausea continued into Thursday when I almost puked on a patient while taking his blood pressure. (I didn't actually puke, but I started to gag and it was a near thing) I figured I should pee on something to get the BFN so I could take some pepto bismol or something.

So, after dinner I go upstairs to have a talk with myself to make sure I'm ready for the BFN. Once I was prepared (or at least as prepared as possible) for that darn blank space, I pee on the stick and promptly ignore it in favor of a book. A few minutes later I look down and did a double take. I thought I was seeing shadows, but nope, there was definitely a faint blue line there. I stated to shake in disbelief and went downstairs to my hubby, pee stick in hand. I asked him what he saw, and his response was "Well, I see a horizontal line and I see a vertical line. Is that a good thing?" I said, "I think so." He asked if I had peed to early, and I said maybe (referring to my trigger shot), so we decided to not get to excited. ;)

Friday morning arrived and I was wide awake at 0430, taking my temp (it stayed up) and peeing on sticks (yes, plural). Everything looked good, so I called my RE for a lab req to go get a beta drawn. Not at 0430, of course. ;) Beta came back at 41, which is just above the median for 11dpo according to betabase.info. And my RE called this morning to congratulate us (we were both shocked that we had success with TI), tell me to go for the next beta on Monday, and to keep on taking my prometrium. He said my progesterone level was good, but we want to be extra careful.

I am praying for some awesome doubling numbers! I'm going to devote a whole different post to the stick pictures as there are plenty of them by now. ;)