Firstly, apologies for taking so long to update my blog. Although I’ve news I want to share with you all, I’ve just not had the time to sit down and write it all out. I will endeavour to do better in my updates from now on.
“I’ve decided, I WILL be pregnant by Christmas” are the words I said to H, my Acupuncturist at my weekly appointment. I was in the 2WW (luteal phase) of my second cycle post Clomid. My temperatures were doing what they should and rising but it was still too early to really tell if we’d cracked it this cycle. However, my Acupuncturist placed some needles to help prevent my body rejecting a possibly fertilised egg (she believes my immune system has been the problem causing my early miscarriages).
Rewind to early October and another Acupuncture appointment. During my appointment H mentioned another patient of hers who, for want of a better word, is a healer. She’d had a dream that she needed to work with people struggling to have a baby and had dreamt about a particular patient of H’s, whom she’d never seen, but described perfectly (it wasn’t me!). After much discussion H agreed that if she felt a patient would be receptive to a “(free) bit of extra help” and they consented then this lady, J, would help “heal”, but it would be absent healing. Although I’m not a believer, I also don’t disbelieve, and figured I had nothing to lose so consented to J performing “healing” on me. H gave her a list of patients who’d consented to this absent healing and my name got a thumbs up for having a successful pregnancy. This of course didn’t answer when this may be. A couple of weeks later at my appointment H said that J was in another room, she had my notes (face down) and was “doing her thing”. H left me to relax while she went to see J. Whilst she was gone I could really feel my ovaries. When she returned she said J’s hands were moving like mad over my notes and J told her she better check on me because she’d never had that before and was worried I may feel some kind of effect from it!
Fast forward to Sunday, 18th November (12dpo of second cycle post Clomid). I’d not really any symptoms, well none that would make me think anything other than AF was on her way. However, Mr R said something quite innocently to me and I really tore him off a strip and it put me in a foul mood for the rest of the afternoon. That was VERY unlike me. I wondered to myself if that was a sign and snuck off to do a test, telling myself if it was negative it was just because it was so early. It was positive! A faint positive, but positive nonetheless. I called Mr R to come upstairs, and check I wasn’t seeing things. Nope, the line was definitely there 🙂 A few more tests over the next couple of days including a digital had me convinced.
I saw H the following Wednesday. I didn’t say anything, just handed her my phone with my temperature chart on it. Before she looked at it, she said “you’re pregnant”, and I said “I know”! She told me that J had been in on the Monday and told her I was pregnant, and it is a successful pregnancy!! So maybe J does have some sort of “power” after all!!
Jump further forward to today and I’m 9 weeks + 3 days (as dated by GP) although I believe I’m a week behind this, but will have to wait for the scan to confirm. I started the Progesterone pessaries the day after getting my BFP, am continuing the weekly Acupuncture through to 12 weeks, and everything is going well as far as I’m aware. My symptoms come and go, and when they go I do have a moment of worry, but I repeat my mantra and I feel calm again. “I am pregnant. I have a healthy and viable pregnancy. Our baby is healthy and will be born in July 2013”.