OUCH! The pain is incredibly sharp. I have no idea where this came from. It started around 2:30pm and seemed like hunger pains in the middle of my stomach. Very strange for me to have these pains as I haven’t had hunger pains in a very long time. Those of you who know me, know that I’m very structured around when, what, and how much I eat so this seems strange.
I drink water.
Doesn’t go away.
Turns into a major aching and it’s clear it is no longer hunger pains but something else rolling around in my stomach. It feels as though there is acid eating away at my stomach lining, burning through each layer. The thought of citrus or tomato makes my stomach turn. I’m not nauseous, just extremely agitated.
They subside after dinnertime.
2:45pm the next day, same pains, same ache, same routine.
Could I be pregnant?! Is this what people are talking about when they say their body is being taken over by a parasite because there is no doubting that it feels as though something is sucking my insides dry.
If I am pregnant, this pain is worth it and I’ll gladly endure the unrest to have something growing inside of me. If not, then what in the world is this?
Could it be my body is flushing the mixture of hormones I was just given between estrogen and the HCG shot?
This continues for a week and by now I am anxious to pee on that darn stick to know if all this is because of Maxwell Bean growing in there.
One week later (after returning from a weekend trip), both my hubby and I get the stomach crampy pains.
Could it be that it was just a stomach bug that started at 3pm every day and subsided at 6pm and is now moving to later in the afternoon/night?
I am incredibly confused and bummed that it could have just been a stomach virus all along. Not to mention the fact that both of us are feeling ill and impatient to know if we are pregnant.
I have 3 First Response Early detection pregnancy tests staring at me in the bathroom.
I could use one every other day from 6 days prior to the projected start of my next period, all the way up until the day I am to start… I do it.
Wait for it….
WAHOO! There is a line…
I am beyond thrilled
and jumpy as I see a (faint) line.
Ok so it’s not very visible, but I CAN see it, Hubby can see it… we are
I don’t believe it; I won’t believe it until I hear it from the doctor.
Immediately we pull out our laptops and begin researching ‘faint line on pregnancy test’ and come up with multiple affirmations that a faint line is still a line and means we’re pregnant!
But then I scroll down to see that people who have received the HCG Trigger shot may have remanences of the shot in their system up to 14 days after the test! (Based on 10,000 units can last 10-14 days).
Here we are 10 days after the shot.
My heart sank.
It’s possible this line is picking up the HCG from the shot and not that I’m pregnant.
The doctor said to wait a few days and test again, if the line gets darker than it could indicate that we are pregnant, signifying the HCG is increasing.
2 days later I test.
I get a line!
It seems a bit darker this time around and we are a bit excited but know that the real test will come on day 14.
At this point, I am pretty hopeful that we are pregnant and trying not to start planning on when Maxwell Bean will be due.
The stomach ick continues, although it seems to have shifted as it’s more at night and I’m starting to question if I got a stomach bug (diarrhea and all, yuck).
Today I did have excruciating cramps in my stomach as though something was clawing at my stomach muscles from the inside out.
…I got excited.
Is this the implantation cramping I’ve read about?
Or is it my pre-menstrual cramps?
I’m continuing to pray for Maxwell Bean as I am choosing to believe I am pregnant until proven otherwise.
My back aches… and I don’t feel well.
My thoughts turn negative. I am already scared to lose the baby.
I have read too much about miscarriages happening in the early weeks of pregnancy.
In many cases, the early pregnancy tests are hurting our social psyche because they detect very low HCG levels, leaving great risk for miscarriages the days leading up to the next month’s scheduled period. Most don’t realize they are miscarrying because the period covers up the bleed.
Up to 75% of implantations lead to miscarriages.
I am really not wanting to feel the pain of being in that statistic and therefore am scared to get excited about the faint lines out of self-preservation.
I don’t want to get excited just to miscarry and lose hope of what’s possible, lose a life, and have to go through this process again.
I feel selfish saying that as I know I haven’t been through that much, compared to others.
It is a growing longing, to carry our own baby- a mixture of my hubby’s and my DNA.
Day 14- recommended test day by my doctor
I pee on the stick and flip it over until my hubby wakes up so we can see it together. At this point, I’m pretty confident that we are pregnant, especially since the line 2 days ago was stronger in color.
We count….. 1
My heart drops
and I feel duped.
I really thought we were pregnant and I am sad.
I don’t really know what to do with my emotions and am frustrated that we have to wait and go through this for another cycle.
I’m angry that my doctor didn’t increase the dose of Clomid to elevate our chances (as it that would have really helped).
Frustrated that we are going through this.
I hope no one takes this personally, but I am a tad peeved when I hear others who weren’t even trying to get pregnant and one day the girl thinks, “hum, that’s strange I am usually regular with my period and I haven’t had it for a few days” then goes and takes a pregnancy test and guess what…. Pregnant.
I know my friends who have had this wonderful surprise happen to them know that I’m not upset with them, I just wish I didn’t have this struggle.
The anticipation, the counting of days, the build-up.
Yet, maybe this is exactly what I need to allow my longing to grow more intense and for me to be able to feel the disappointment so that when are pregnant I will feel overjoyed because of the struggle.
I am going to choose to believe that this painful longing and disappointment is here for me to only experience a heightened proclamation of God’s amazing work.
So now we must wait to see if I get my period, naturally.
If I don’t either:
A) we are pregnant or B) we have to force it with Provera.
I will admit, there is still a twinge of hope that we are pregnant and it’s just not showing up on the pregnancy tests. If I don’t bleed, we will test my blood next week to see if it detects something these sticks don’t. If I do, we will begin Provera to start the next round.
It is possible we are still pregnant but I’m not going to get my hopes up. I can’t afford to invest my emotions in something that seems too volatile at this point. I just wish I wouldn’t have put so much hope in the 6-day early Pregnancy tests.
Although 2 weeks seems like a long time to wait, it’s worth it to not get a false positive, twice.