August 27, 2008
August 27, 2008
Hello Everyone! I’ve been on this site for about one month and I've read a lot of your stories and everyone sounds so wonderful on here and hopeful.
I am 20 years old, married to a wonderful husband who is 24 (Both our B-day’s next month). We both have good jobs and we (finally) bought our own home and are doing well financially. We have been TTC for a little over 1½ yrs now. Never been on birth control but after finding out that I am not ovulating on my own, I’ve been on Clomid about 5 times now and decided this would be my last cycle. My doctor said that the next thing we should try is injectables. DH’s SA was diagnosed as (super) good. So we know he is not the problem. I’ve been pregnant once before so I know I can conceive.
In my past pregnancy, this January I miscarried at 23 weeks being that her lungs weren’t fully developed, our dear Anelisa Mahry passed away. I found out I was pregnant at 6 weeks then I got all my medical checkups and started with my prenatal care. Everything was going perfect. At 17 weeks we found out we were having a baby girl and that she would be carrying Turner’s syndrome and our OB wanted us to have an abortion; we didn’t and prayed for the best. We also changed doctors. After weeks and several doctors and specialists, we were told that our baby seemed ok. I was an early childcare teacher at the time and had several students who were physically and mentally disabled. So I understand how hard it would be. But we would have loved her no matter what. Weeks passed and everything was fine; then one morning while I was teaching I started having contractions and went into early labor, once my water broke I knew that was it for my little girl.
As I got to the hospital and got hooked up to the monitor, heard her heartbeat; I started feeling like the worst person in the world. I felt like I made her suffer. After about 5 hours of labor, she was born. My DH held her for hours just crying and finally once I was over the meds he asked for them to take the baby away. The nurse at the hospital asked if we wanted the remains but he told he no. Once everyone left from my room, I called the nurse and filled out the paperwork for the release. My mother who was overseas at the time contacted the hospital and had the baby’s remains cremated and saved in an urn for me. As I’ve always been told, “Mother knows best”. I will always thank her for this as now I have my beautiful little urn next to my wedding picture. The hospital made me a bereavement package with her pictures, footprints and semi-birth certificate. Also the nurses signed a card and give it to me. After my miscarriage I didn’t go back to teaching as I didn’t want to be around any babies for a while. Then my husband and I moved to Texas, and our baby making journey began again.
I am so nervous about trying to conceive again as I have SCD (sickle-cell disease) and it makes me high risk in pregnancy. Also after I had my miscarriage, I lost soo much blood that I became severely anemic.(No blood transfusion) Although I’m a little scared I’m also very excited.
This cycle I did Siphene 100mg (Generic Clomid) CD2-6; I’m currently on cd12 awaiting my +++ OPK to start my TWW. I will also be doing progesterone gel as I have low levels of it.
My daily meds consist of prenatals, baby aspirin, 2mg of Folic Acid, Iron and several pain meds for sickle cell. Also I take 3000mg of EPO for cm.
My husband and I desperately want a child and although we are young, after this miscarriage; in our hearts we are already parents. I miss feeling my baby kick and turning but I will never forget her. But I do believe that I have what its takes to be a great mom. Although once I get pregnant I will drive my doctor off the wall with questions and visits to his office, I will not rest until I get my chance at being a mommy again…
I would love to hear your story or experiences with Clomid or life itself.
Thank you all for your advice!
Keep us in your prayers and Keep your fingers crossed for us! We are going to need it!
August 27, 2008
Good luck! = )
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