Y’all, I’m so excited! We’re getting so close to our transfer cycle!
Happy Dada’s Day to Emma’s 2 daddies: her birth father and her Dada! Birth fathers are often vilified or forgotten in discussions about adoption. Not in our home! We appreciate that Emma’s birth father helped us become parents and chose a different life for his daughter.
I had the first of my two biopsies yesterday. I expect we won’t find out the results until tomorrow at the earliest. The fertility doctor was so nice and walked me through everything. We had a good laugh about several different things, and she has a way of putting me at ease. The pain was significant but short lived. And, the cramping she promised afterward was thankfully mild.
So, I walked out of the office thinking I got this. I had been nervous about the procedure, but I was really proud of myself. I was excited to spend the rest of the day with Emma and her Godmother. We were going to have a girl’s day! It was all fun and games until about 30 minutes into our car ride home, and Emma vomited for the first time ever. Sure, she spit up plenty as a baby. But, throw up? No. And, she proceeded to throw up 5 more times on the car ride home. Emma’s Godmother earned herself a medal for sure. She was a trooper and jumped right in to help with each mess ❤️
Once I was home with my toddler napping in my arms and smelling of vomit, I couldn’t help but kind of laugh to myself that this is what I had dreamed about for years. When struggling to conceive and then, adopt, I daydreamed about sleepless nights with a newborn, bath time, teaching a child to read and write, etc. But, I also daydreamed about explosive diarrhea, projectile vomiting, and potty training, etc. We imagined the GOOD and the BAD. After all, they go hand in hand with parenting as well as life. But, it’s what you make of it.
Are we tired? Yup. Are we sad that our daughter is sick? Yup. Are we glad that we are the ones who get to soothe and care for her? You, bet!
And, we hope to do it again with another baby next year thanks to our amazing donors and fertility doctor. Time is both passing slowly and quickly, but we are excited to (hopefully) make a baby.
Good Morning! I get not one but TWO shots of progesterone today. One this morning and one tonight. After today, I’ll just have one each night until my biopsies are done next week. It’s exciting to be moving closer to our goal, but I’m not ready for these shots AT ALL. Chris has the hard work of administering them, but he’s a pro at this point. I just have to grin and bear it.
Time has gotten away from me, but here’s a recap of the last two weeks and what’s to come!
On May 7, we had a “big” appointment with our fertility clinic. We accomplished 3 things. …
1. Had tons of bloodwork done. All came back fine.
2. Had a saline ultrasound of my uterus to make sure I didn’t have any abnormal growths. They took a quick glance at my Fallopian tubes and ovaries. Everything checked out good there, too. The procedure also helps the doctor get an idea of my anatomy, so there are no surprises when they transfer the embryo. The saline is placed in the uterus using a small catheter and made me a little crampy, but it wasn’t horrible.
3. Talked to the nurse coordinator about future appointments and tests, the timing of the embryo transfer, and the medicines I’ll be taking.
We are essentially doing a mock cycle this month, but instead of transferring an embryo, I’ll be having two ERAs (endometrial receptivity analysis) done next week instead. The ERA is a biopsy of the lining to make sure that we have the optimum timing/day for a transfer. This information will help our doctor determine when to transfer an embryo in July.
I started taking estrogen to build the lining of my uterus on May 11. Last Thursday, I had an ultrasound and a blood test for my estrogen levels. My lining was starting to thicken, and my estrogen levels were perfect. I’ll have another ultrasound and estrogen level check this week. I’ll also have to start progesterone injections for a week. Honestly, the progesterone deserves a post of its own. It’s seriously one of my least favorite things about fertility treatments. Hoping it’s all worth it in the end, but injections are no fun!
Everything is going as well as can be expected, and we are so excited for July to get here.
We love all the wildlife we get to see at our home in the country. We got home just as this turtle finished laying eggs, so we didn’t get to watch. But, Emma got to see a turtle up close and personal for the first time. She wasn’t too sure about it, and we heard her nervous cry for the first time. She’d cry for a second and then laugh.
Well, I spent Mother’s Day as sick as a dog while doing my best to care for Emma since Chris worked. I may have bribed her with cookies and cartoons. But, a mama has got to do what a mama has got to do. Hey, we both survived!
My mind has been mostly on Emma’s birth mother today. She made me a mother, and I’m so grateful for her. Emma brightens our days even if we are sick and just want a n-a-p. I’m so honored to be her mother, and her first mama will always be honored in our home.