‘Do a little dance…’

We got to see our little Pingu again today! We had a quick scan with our fertility specialist, who was more than happy to cater to our request. We were in the waiting room and he was walking down the hallway to see another patient. He saw us and said (laughing), ‘I thought I got rid of you.’

This time I managed to film the heartbeat. Last time I forgot to switch my phone to video so all we had was 2 photos haha. 

The professor was pointing out our little bubbas head and arms. The heart was a lot bigger this time and very, very easy to see. We listened to the heartbeat and just watched it for a little while as well.

The professor told us that if we kept watching we would probably see Pingu move. It didn’t take long and we saw it!

Pingu bounced and then looked like it was dancing! It was the most amazing thing to see. I swear Carla was nearly crying and so was I!

Here is little Pingu at 8w6d and measuring 9w1d. Pingu is now almost 2.5cm long. Even though the picture is not great quality you can still roughly see the shape of an actually baby

  

Just a little bit chilly!

How chilly was it this morning?! We had ice on every window of the car! I put water on the windscreen but it wasn’t budging. Carla told me to put the heater on in the car. I was so worried it would crack the windscreen but I trusted Carla as she lived in the UK for a while and knows what she is talking about. 

I had to put my window down to get some of the ice off so I could see. Look what I found on my car when I did!

  

Milk is Carla’s best friend

So last night I was all nice and comfy in bed. I was crocheting a granny square blanket. I was warm and yep, just very comfortable.

Then I hear Carla yell out to me. She asked for milk. I knew what this meant.

She would throw up if I didn’t deliver milk in the next 3.5 seconds.

I sprang into action and ran, not very fast, mind you, to the kitchen to pour some milk. I raced back to where she was standing in the bathroom and handed it to her.

For some reason, milk seems to calm her tummy down when she is feeling very sick. We very rarely drink milk but lately we have been going through at least half a litre every day.

Oh and whoever named morning sickness, I think they were on drugs. It’s the only explanation. Carla seems to be worse from about lunch time onwards. Then it gets pretty bad around 4-5pm. The other night we were picking up some Chinese takeaway and the carpark saw what she had eaten that day.

Hopefully it settles down and she can start to enjoy this more. It must be so hard to enjoy it when you feel sick!

What was I thinking?!

I decided to enrol in University. I want to do something that will enable me to either work part time and do some work at home or be a stay at home mum and work from home.

So I am studying a Bachelor of Arts (Professional Writing and Publishing). It is all completely online and I can choose if I want to study full or part time. I start on Monday and will be doing 1 prep course and then 1 actual unit.

I’m looking forward to seeing how I go with this. I so badly want to do well and be able to contribute even more in the future.

Pingu is doing well, as is Carla. 8 weeks today! I can’t believe we have known for 4.5 weeks now. Apparently Pingu is now the size of a strawberry! Carla has been feeling sick on an off and occasionally throwing up. It seems to be worse after lunch and into the night.

So this year has a lot to bring and I’m so excited for all of it!

Oh dear, I have been slack!

Wow, it has been a month since I last posted and so much has happened.

I’ll start with our ceremony. it was perfect! Such a beautiful day in all ways! The weather was perfect and we had some gorgeous photos taken.

Now the IVF cycle…

EPU was 3 days before our ceremony. I went in and they got 20 eggs! I couldn’t believe it and thought I was hallucinating the number when I looked at my hand as I was still very drowsy from the anaesthetic. But nope, the number 20 was definitely written on my hand.

Carla came in the room where they keep you after recovery and I showed her my hand. She looked so relieved as for some reason, she had the number 8 stuck in her head. I went home and we relaxed. In the afternoon the lab called to say how many were mature. 18! We were so happy with that!

I was a bit uncomfortable when we first got home and then I was in a lot of pain. last EPU I just slept most of the day away but this time I couldn’t get comfortable enough to sleep. I dozed a couple of times but found it hard to breathe when lying down. I didn’t know if this was normal or not. I called the IVF nurses and they said the professor would call me back. When he did, he told me that my right ovary was not being co-operative when he was collecting the eggs and so he had to manipulate my stomach and uterus a bit and wasn’t surprised I was in pain. Well, that made sense and I slept propped up on a mountain of pillows that night.

The next day we got a call to that 12 out of the 18 eggs had fertilised overnight and that they were watching 5 other good quality eggs that hadn’t interacted with the sperm. We had no idea they did this as our old clinic just discarded any that didn’t fertilise overnight. I think Carla was a bit sceptical about how good they would be as they should have fertilised already.

The morning of our ceremony was day 3 for the embryos. I got the call around 8.30am and was told we now had 15 embryos on Day 3! That is such an amazing number! I ran back into the rumpus to tell Carla and all I could say is “You’re going to be so happy. we have 15 embryos!”. I found out later that she was about to tell me that she didn’t want to know but too late! She was worried that it would be bad news and she would be upset for our ceremony. We were both stoked though! All day we kept just saying the number 15 to each other.

Monday was transfer day. we went in and the professor told us he was very happy with how everything was looking. He then told us that on Day 5 we had 8 blastocysts.

8.

One more than 7 and 1 less than 9.

8.

That is such a fantastic number!

We put one back into Carla and they would freeze the other 7. We went out for a lovely breakfast together as we had a really good experience with the transfer (previously they would hurt Carla a lot but this doctor was very gentle and so good about it all). We had been home for only an hour or so and were curled up on the couch together when the lab called me again.

My heart dropped and I know Carla’s did as well.

They said they were calling to let us know that since we left, 1 other embryo had caught up so they would actually be freezing 8.

We were in total shock. This cycle had gone so much better than we expected.

So fast forward to 5 days later on the Saturday. We were at a friends, having stayed the previous night and decided Carla should pee on a stick.

To our amazement, there was a line. A bloody good line!

We were going to have a baby! Finally!

Over the next week or so the line just kept getting darker and darker and on the following Friday Carla went for a blood test.

HCG – 488.

Such a good result!

A week later there was a follow up blood test (yesterday) and her HCG is now 3769. Carla was concerned as her progesterone had dropped a little (it does fluctuate day to day). So we decided that she would start on progesterone pessaries in case it kept dropping and our little one didn’t stick around. The doctor was fully supportive of this, even though he didn’t think it was needed, but for our peace of mind he said it wouldn’t do any harm.

So we now have a little Pingu (bub’s nickname) due in early January next year!

We are so excited and so happy and we can’t wait to become parents!