Prometrium

I've been to the doctor 4 times in the last week! Friday my beta was drawn and it came back at a 19, Tuesday they were drawn again and came back at a 193, and Thursday they were drawn and came back at 455. Our little bean is growing! However, a nurse called this morning and said that my progesterone was a 19.33 when they would like it to be at least a 20. Now, this is under important - if your progesterone gets too low during pregnancy it causes scary stuff - like miscarriage. Luckily, it was caught early on before my level gets too low so the prescribed me Prometrium to keep my progesterone level up. I take it 2x a day, for the next 6 weeks! I'm not complaining though, I'd do absolutely anything to get this little soybean to stick. :) Grow baby grow!

Intro

Oh, where to begin... My name is Anna, and I'm expecting my first - Baby G. It seems like most babies/pregnancies nowadays were "surprise!" But not ours. Nope. Baby G was very carefully planned, and for a ling time, I might add. My husband Johnnie and I were Infertile. Yes, I know - infertile at such a young healthy age? Unfortunately yes. In October of 2010 we decided we were ready to start our own family. We were both so excited and just knew we'd get pregnant within the first few months of trying. Boy were we wrong. We became very proactive in our efforts to get pregnant. I began taking my temperature every morning to scientifically track my cycles. "Baby making" became thine thing that had to be done on certain days or all hope for that cycle was lost. November 2011 rolled around and we sought the help of a fertility specialist - a Reproductive Endocrinologist. We were officially "Infertile". We had multiple appointments to attend of the next couple of months. I was stuck with needles, the last year of my cycles were analyzed, I had dye pushed through my reproductive organs and then xrayed, and Johnnie had to give a sample of his "boys". I was eventually diagnosed with Dysregulatory Ovulation. Basically two parts of my brain weren't communicating with each other (assholes) therefore, I wasn't ovulating properly. Let me put into perspective - with the average, normal cycle you ovulate on the 12th day give or take a week. With my cycles, I would ovulate as late as the 60th day. Needless to say, it greatly hindered my chances of getting pregnant every month. After months of pill popping in crazy amounts (not bad pills, fertility pills, vitamins, etc) and having my insides cleaned out something finally worked. I took some special pills on certain days of my cycle and BAM - I oovulated on the 12th day for the first time ever. After scientifically predicting and confirming my ovulation day we "baby danced" and waited. Now, I did my best not to get my hopes up for this cycle. I mean, I didn't get pregnant in the last 15 months - why would I be pregnant now? Well 10 days later I woke and decided to "pee on a stick". I was expecting an in your face negative test for peace of mind, so that I could relax over the next few days and prepare for that dreaded "aunt flow". So, I went in a cup, dipped my stick and went about my business doing my make up or whatever I busied myself with. After a minute or two I looked er the test - and for the first time ever there were two pink lines instead of one pink line and stark white nothingness. I flipped on another light and could still see the line. I was in shock and total disbelief. I thought "this test must be bad, this can't be right". I grabbed another pregnancy test, but of a different brand, and dipped it in the cup. I sat there and watched 2 pink lines appear. I still couldn't believe it and dipped another test - 3rd times a charm right? And their they were, 3 positive tests. I walked quietly into the bedroom where my unsuspecting husband slept. I crept up onto the bed and said "hey baby...I'm pregnant". The rest was tears and hugging. I'm 3 weeks and 3 days pregnant - expecting Baby G.