Our 3rd IVF was scheduled to start at the end of the month. We had a new fertility specialist on board and a new protocol. We were given a 20% chance at conceiving through IVF and a 2% chance at conceiving naturally.
I cancelled the IVF treatment last week.
Last year, after we followed all the "rules", we learned there's no such thing as a "safe time" to share our news. So here goes.
I'm pregnant. Naturally. Spontaneously. Again.
"You see, anything is possible", my doctor said.
Yes, anything is.
Whatever the numbers and statistics, whatever my age and egg count and egg quality and J's sperm count and our fertility rate and all the factors that affect our chances at conceiving, we are pregnant. What luck.
And now we hope our luck continues.
I have my first ultrasound next week and then at 12 weeks after a neural ultrasound, i'll have a cervical cerclage placed and i'll be on strict bed rest for the remainder of my pregnancy. My new high risk doctor is one of the best in the city, and I put myself and this little life completely in her hands. Our goal is to get us to 28 weeks, but if we can get further along, then even better.
It won't be an easy journey, but well worth it if it means we get to bring a baby home in the end.
My Liam. My heart. This time last year we announced his pregnancy without a worry in the world, and today we quietly, cautiously announce another. I don't know why it has to be this way. I don't know why Liam had to die. I don't know how we beat the 2% odds a second time. I don't know if we will bring a baby home this time.
All I know is that today, i'm pregnant. I'm hopeful. And God it feels good.
>>>>> This photo makes me feel hopeful. We took it last month and I thought it was fitting.