Prepping for a FET

My fluke cycle ended in AF last night, so today is CD1 - starting fresh! I'm upset about the negative, even though I've known for several days that it wasn't going to miraculously change; but I'm focusing on the positive. My cycle was 30 days long, with a 14 day luteal phase. That's pretty darned impressive for a non-ovulator. I suppose I should thank the Clomid for doing what it was supposed to do for the first time ever. :)

It's a new cycle - hello to my lovely ICLW friends. Our plan this month is to use Letrozole {aka Femara} from days 2-6, hopefully bring on ovulation - and then delve head first into our first ever frozen IVF cycle. We've never done a FET before; our first two rounds of IVF were full stim rounds. We have two little frosties on ice from Georgia's cycle, and I really hope we get as lucky with one of those. I have an appointment at my clinic on Monday to have a blood test, and chat with the nurses. I'm excited to have a plan of action.

My little lady and I have been on our own the last few weeks, and will be for another week or so. She's pretty good company, but has had some rough nights - I blame teething, these blasted molars need to get on with it already. It's those moments where I really miss {and appreciate} how good hubby is with her when he's home. When she's fed, bathed & in bed, I can relax.. and I am so, so tired. All in all, we're doing okay. She's a great kid!


What's on the cards for you, this current cycle? :)

It's a Bust

I know, I said I wouldn't get my hopes up - but I did, of course I did.

My chart went up, and up, and up! And so did those hopes. Unfortunately, the pee sticks have been negative - even today at 12dpo. Here's where it is currently.

It's so silly to be so completely gutted - but I really thought we would get lucky. I ovulated, we timed it perfectly, the temps & CM all looked fantastic, and yet here we are again.

Thank goodness we have a plan to do more IVF next month, or I would have been completely devastated. I mean, it's no bed of roses or anything, but it's something in place to move forward, you know?

Now to wait for AF - and hope she doesn't keep me waiting too long. :(

In a TWW!

Here's where we're at right now: I'M IN A TWO WEEK WAIT!
The Clomid that I took this cycle? Well, it looks like it made these stubborn ovaries wake up! I was stressing out as day 14 came and went with no signs at all, but a few days later I got a positive ovulation test! The following day, I got a peak on the Clearblue Fertility Monitor - and crosshairs appeared a few days later. Here's my chart:
Hubby left to go overseas the day after I 'ovulated' - so the timing was JUST right. It probably means nothing, and our chances of a natural conception are slim to none {me ovulating is just part of the package deal of our infertility} but it feels so lovely to have at least a normal looking chart. It'll be interesting to see what day my period shows up, as I don't know what's normal for me, not having periods naturally very often.

Even though I'm mentally preparing for a negative and for AF to arrive, I'm secretly still hopeful. It's a big old tease, the hope: it just dangles the idea of a miracle pregnancy in front of your nose and waves it slightly every time you decide to give up. A good friend of mine, who has recently become pregnant with her own long-awaited miracle baby, told me that 'hope is what keeps our insides churning' - and she's right. It's there, and it's making the days go by faster; especially when hubby is away and I'm on solo parenting duties.

And you know, even if it's a negative - I'll be sad, but I'll be okay. It's a little like the pregnancy announcements that I've been drowning in for the past few months - it hurts, but it calms down. Either way, hopefully in a few short weeks, I'll be able to start my frozen cycle & get the ball rolling.*

*Even still - oh man, please please please keep your fingers and toes crossed for me!

Another Mother's Day

Last Mother's Day, I was learning the ropes with a happy 6-week old Georgia. We finger painted, we got VERY messy, and we had a lovely day together, and with my Mum/her Nanna.

Twelve months on, and I still can't believe that this girl is mine - 13 month old gorgeous girl. How quickly this past year has gone. How much she, and I, have grown! I'm still learning the ropes, I think I always will be - but I'm a lot more confident that we can get through it together, now.

And if you were wondering, we still finger painted. And TOE painted! ;) When is this mama ever going to learn? Nothing like getting a little messy - all in the name of handmade gifts.Thank goodness for the bath!

I hope that you had a wonderful Mother's Day, whether you are a mum, want to be a mum, are a mum of a bub in your heart, have a mum with you, or in your memory. I know how tough it can be, and am sending loads of hugs. 

Thirteen Months

I am so, so glad that I decided to take monthly onesie photos of Georgia. I love how they turned out, I love watching her grow and seeing how she changed from month to month. Even though I always figured I'd stop by the time she turned one, I saw that the stickers continued in her theme up until 24 months, and, well, I couldn't resist!

We're doing this AGAIN, mum? :)
This month Georgia has:
  • Been on all solids & cows milk - nice and simple, but oy, so much food!
  • Started slowly gaining again. At last count, she weighed around 9.4kg. 
  • Kept right on zombie crawling. She'll occasionally do the hands & knees thing, but ends up belly flopping and shimmying her way across the room. She's also mighty fast at roly polying.
  • Pulled up onto her knees non-stop! She'll stand for short periods if you hold her up or place her against something, but she's not a fan of it at all - she definitely prefers seeing the world at knee high for now. We'll have a late walker with this one, I can tell.
  • Been saying a whole lot of new words lately; in her vocabulary at the moment are Dad, Mum, Cat, Ta, Bub, Pa & on the odd occasion we're sure we've heard Wa-Ta {water} and Os-Ca {Oscar}.
  • Discovered her new favourite toy; the Fisher Price play house that we bought her second hand for Christmas. She'll crawl over to it, push the doorbell, open the door & throw balls all over the place.
  • Moved up a size into 'Toddler' nappies, even though she's far from toddling! ;)
  • Been spending time outside with Spencer every day, much to his delight. She loves ripping grass up in her hands & being kissed on the feet by the dog. As for Spencer, he loves the company!
  • Been back to sleeping through the night, and taking two naps a day. They may be short, but they're mostly consistent.
  • Learned to blow kisses, wiggle-dance & clap her hands together. She also starts making actions to 'Incy Wincy Spider' when she hears the song/me singing. Can't wait to introduce her to more musical actions!
  • Blown my mind, every day. From watching her feed herself yoghurt with a spoon, albeit messily, to mimic us reading her books, to placing blocks into a basket; she's like a sponge, learning so much.
You can see all of Georgia's monthly pictures by clicking here.

CD7

As a change from the emotional craziness that has surrounded me over the last few weeks, how about a little fertility update instead? After ten days of Provera, AF arrived last week - and it wasn't as horrible as I had anticipated. It arrived over the Easter weekend; coincidence? Fate? Either way, hormones + chocolate = win! Win win win. Especially the half price Easter eggs marked down after the weekend. Great for the soul, bad for the waist.

Since this month is a write-off in terms of IVF, we decided to be proactive and have a Clomid cycle while we wait. I've already had pre-IVF bloodwork taken, and have yet another pelvic ultrasound this week to make sure everything looks good. The Clomid tablets are already done and dusted {we take day 2-6} and I've had no side effects at all, which makes me think that it's been pointless yet again - but we'll see what happens. If it works, I'll ovulate. If it doesn't work {as in previous cycles}, well, it was worth a shot. I don't have marvellous expectations of miracle pregnancies or anything; in actual fact, I'll be happy just to get a 'natural' period or a relatively normal cycle length. If I haven't ovulated by day 21, my specialist has encouraged me to get the show on the road with Provera once again, so we can focus ahead on the frozen embryo cycle the following month.
I've been charting and tracking again since last year, to see what's been happening - but it's a little tricky to do that when you don't have a period, and when your tracking sites are telling you it's been 600+ days between periods! Anovulation, pregnancy & post-partum will REALLY stuff up your Fertility Friend stats, that's for sure. 
Getting this period, being back on CD1 again & tracking temps and CM and all that jazz.. well, it feels like a fresh start. Even if it IS just for this temporary month, I sort of feel like a naive, fresh-faced TTC-er - not a battle scarred IVF mama. And that's kind of nice.

Resolve

It's been a few days now, and I'm mostly feeling okay. I have moments of clarity, of rage, of numbness, but mostly I'm just resigned. And sad, still so very sad. These past few days I've been taking some time for myself, in the form of running on the treadmill, eating chocolate bunnies & playing with Georgia. We'll be right.
You've probably seen the banners flying around the interwebs, but it's National Infertility Awareness Week. I want to change this to INTERNATIONAL Infertility Awareness Week, since it affects couples worldwide, but you know, that's how it goes. ;) So hard to think of women {and men} struggling for such a long time. 
Being an infertile the first time around sucked. It sucked because you desperately wanted something you couldn't get to, you'd never had before, and you thought you may never get. You watch everyone around you get pregnant, complain about being pregnant, whinge about kids, tell you how easy life was before kids & all the things you 'should enjoy while you can'; when all the while you want to punch them in the face and cry. And maybe you do just that, if that floats your boat. {I cried, not punched, in case you were wondering.}
Then I became one of 'those' people. The kind that comes out the other side - the kind who got a take home baby. I am so thankful that we have her; she is a million times more than I could have ever hoped for. I'm sure I unintentionally left people behind, feeling stuck in their journeys while I moved on in mine. And that's why I kept blogging here, even when we were learning and growing with Georgia - because this was our journey. 
Being an infertile for the second time around... well, it sucks too. All those emotions come flooding back, except this time, you have something to be grateful for. Our daughter is the the biggest grounding mechanism I have; on the days where I'm stressed, I'm angry, I'm bitter, I can look at her and know it was worth fighting for. But the hurt remains, because this time? I know what it is I'm sad about. I've felt those pregnancy flutters and waves. I've nursed that newborn in the wee hours, the two of us all alone in the world. I've had my tiny toddler snuggle into my arms like it's the only place she wants to be. And I want that, again, for our little family.
Be kind to yourself, and to those around you - this week and all weeks. The journey is awful, but keep holding on.

When Infertility Turns You Into An Arsehole

While we were having difficulties falling pregnant with Georgia, I was pretty open about how I was coping. I blogged, I posted on a variety of forums, and I found a bunch of like-minded women who I could open up to, and share my thoughts/advice with. I honestly don't know that I could have gotten through the whole process without them.

Then I got pregnant. And once again, I had a lot of support from strong, strong women - some who had also received good news, some who were still waiting for their own moment. They celebrated my positive pee sticks, they followed along with my pregnancy, they cheered me on during Georgia's surprisingly early entrance to the world & gave both her and I oodles of love while she was a newborn. 
Fast forward to now, and where we are today. Infertility, round #2. 
It's nothing new for us, and yet my emotions are crazier than ever. I alluded in previous posts that I was hopeful that Georgia would have a sibling, and one close to her age - but I left a lot of information out. In truth, we've been 'naturally' trying since last year. I've been working my arse off, quite literally, with food and exercise, to get my weight down in the hopes of controlling my PCOS to get my system into gear. Nothing has worked. No miracles here.
And so, I'm angry. And bitter. And devastated. And this time around, instead of just being sad about it & moving on, I'm really, really struggling. Instead of celebrating other people's pregnancy joy, the early pee sticks, the excitement of a baby on the way, I'm gutted every time. It doesn't help that so many people I know are falling pregnant - even naturally! - the pee sticks have been quite literally assaulting me at every turn. In the past week, I have seen no less than seven internet pregnancies from friends, plus one in person for good measure. That's a lot at the best of times, but more-so when you're hormonal and you're frustrated.
I'm furious that I've worked so hard, and that my body has failed me.. again. I'm upset that I nagged and nagged to see a specialist early, knowing that it'd take a while to get things moving, and now we're waiting.. again. I'm pissed off that other people can blink & get knocked up, can have their babies close in age while time moves our age gap further and further apart. I'm irritated that while other people are anticipating a baby, I'm hoping just to get a freakin' period before we can do anything else. I'm empathising with other friends who haven't yet got their miracle, and who are handling themselves with more grace & dignity than I am, which makes me so ashamed. 
I feel like an arsehole.
So I say this to any of my friends, on and offline who have noticed a change in me - I'm sorry. I hate that I'm feeling this way, hate that I'm so jaded by this whole journey. Please know that I'm not usually like this, and forgive me for taking space & dealing with your happy news in a guarded way. I am happy for you, and I will celebrate with you. But for now, I'll be hugging my baby girl tight, being thankful for what I have, and hoping I can claw my way back from the space that I am in.

Where to Next?

If I had a dollar for every time I've heard someone say that their friend/sister/cousin/next-door-neighbour fell pregnant naturally after they went through IVF, I'd be a millionaire. Seriously people, IT DOESN'T HELP. And it's certainly not going to happen for us. Thanks, though. ;)

Enough of that though; let me give you a brief update of where we are.

I breastfed Georgia for 12 months. Can you believe it? After all the struggles we had at the beginning, the feeding issues in the special care nursery, the 3-hourly pumping and then subsequent feed/pump/sleep cycles we had for months afterwards - we made it to the one year mark. I'm really proud of how far we made it. We had a pretty good routine of four feeds a day/night {morning, mid-morning, afternoon, bedtime} for several months, so I gradually started dropping her feeds, one at a time, over the weeks. By her first birthday party, we had weaned completely.

I'm so pleased with how it went. We have gone directly from breast milk + solids, to solids + whole cows milk. No bottles, no formula - just cows milk in straw cups. She's done so very well. My boobs had a few odd days of soreness/fullness, but thankfully no mastitis or blocked ducts. Man, have they disappeared now though. Flat boozies.

That said, there was another reason why I wanted to wean. I've had no cycle at all since Georgia was born, apart from the normal post-birth bleeding. No ovulation, no AF - nada. Nothing. Which makes TTC for a future sibling just a little bit hopeless, though not for lack of trying. I've been using OPK strips to see if anything has been happening, and it's not been good. My body, whether it's still suppressed from the nursing, is NOT playing ball. Let's face it; we all know it isn't the breastfeeding that's stalled it; it's my dodgy PCOS ovaries once again.

An appointment was made, a fertility specialist visit was conducted - and we're starting to get things moving again for the coming months. First things first, induce a period. Ah progesterone, I've missed you. {NOT.} Hopefully in the next few weeks, I'll get that sorted. Then it's bloods, scans, monitoring, another induced AF. Sometime, maybe June or July? We'll have more actual plans in place.

Until then, it's all about Georgia. My sweet, adorable Georgia. She's all sorts of incredible! More updates soon. :)

Shopping with Target Australia ~ Car Safety

One of my favourite things to do is look around for bargains when it comes to baby products; but there are certain areas where I'm as equally interested in safety as I am in price. One of those products is the trusty car seat. With the Target focus being on all things baby this April, there were plenty of fun options for me to choose from; but I decided to be practical & smart with my shopping choices & focus on travel + transport.

So; let's talk car seats. For me, there are a few things that are of utmost importance: safety, comfort, size & durability. I remember being completely overwhelmed by the choices out there back when I was pregnant with Georgia - for a newbie parent, it's hard not to let the selections get the better of you.

When she was a littl'un, we decided to forgo the stroller/capsule scenario & head straight into the convertible car seat. For us, the reasons were pretty simple: we wanted to get the most use out of it as possible. Most capsules only last until bubs are 6 months old, or they outgrow them in length. The convertible car seats can be used from birth until approximately 4 years of age; for us, that made more sense in the long run. Car seats that are rear facing {which is recommended for a minimum of 6 months in Australia} are safe and well padded, and the reclined feature certainly made it easy for bub to get comfy & settle in.

Funnily enough, we chose a Target-branded car seat way back in those early days, long before I became a Target blog-hubber. We ended up with the Mother's Choice 'Mystique' Convertible Car Seat. I still remember how tiny she looked the first time she was in it; she looks a good bit different in there now! {Nom... feet.}

For safety reasons, we plan on keeping her rear-facing for as long as possible. She's also a bit of a shorty, so her shoulders still fall behind the warning levels. That said, we'll be turning her around in the next few months, so I wanted to make sure she was in the best possible seat when that happens. And while there is nothing on the cards as yet, we'd love to start planning ahead for Baby #2; so it seemed like the perfect time to look at our options for getting a second seat; with a focus on forward facing comfort. After looking at several options at Target, including the Safe and Sound, Mother's Choice & Hipod brands, today we purchased the Hipod 'Cairo' Convertible Car Seat.

This seat looks wonderfully comfortable; it's well padded, and can similarly be used from birth as a rear facing seat, or later on a forward facing seat. The reason we chose the Hipod came down to a few features that I liked;
  • It has the opportunity to be used as both a rear or forward facing seat - so we can use it for Georgia now, and for a future sibling further down the line
  • It has more seatbelt slots; meaning it will last longer than our current car seat as Georgia gets taller. 
  • It has wing-like cushioning, which will shield children well in either mode; piece of mind for bumpy trips.
  • It's not too big; it's quite a narrow seat, and should fit nicely in my small hatchback car.
  • It is able to be reclined slightly in forward facing mode; this will assist Georgia when she adjusts to being turned around, as well as providing slightly more comfort by not sitting completely upright.
  • It's made of wipeable material; NOT velour or suede. Babies are messy and sweaty creatures. Having a car seat that can be easily cleaned, and wouldn't cause bub to be sweaty, was VERY important.
We popped Georgia into the car seat this afternoon to see how she'd cope with sitting in it in forward facing mode; she didn't quite know WHAT was going on, but didn't seem to mind. As you can see, her shoulders are still below that line marker; so from a height perspective, she's still good to be rear facing. Thankfully she's happy facing backwards, with the help of a few important items; a back-of-the-seat mirror, some toys & a good book!
This is a pretty fancy lounge chair, mama!
Seeing her sitting in the car seat gave us a good idea of how much room she has in it to grow; I think the Hipod is going to serve us well over the coming years. We opted to have the car seat professionally fitted into our vehicle last time for peace of mind, and I think we'll do it again with this seat. I recommend always getting a professional to check your car seat once it's been installed, as it's so important for your little ones to be safe in the car.
 Checking out the safety features of her new car seat.
What features do you find most important in a car seat?
Disclosure: This post is part of a collaboration between Target Australia & Breathe Gently. I have been provided vouchers to purchase goods & have been compensated for my time spent on the project. If you're interested in finding out more, or would like to partner with Breathe Gently in the future, please email me.





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