Today I transferred from the higher risk fertility specialist clinic to a regular OB.
That's not meant to be cryptic - we are indeed expecting another baby.
I am one foot in two worlds. The first is HOLY SHIT YIPPPEEEEEE! I never thought we would have even two kids and I am, indeed, successfully pregnant with another baby. The second is HOLY SHIT! Sam is still a baby and is this really happening (it just seems way too easy*)?
I guess once they know exactly what combination of drugs it takes to get you pregnant and keep you pregnant it works?
This is my sixth pregnancy and not a single other one has gone as smoothly as this one appears to be going.
So, there you have it.
I am suffering from gagitis and exhaustion but nothing else.
We expect to have another sweet baby in late September.
And PLEASE not a word of snark shall be spoken here. I have lost four babies and still feel very nervous. But I believe in transparency here. And I believe that if more women would speak up about their fertility struggles actual progress might be made. So it felt wrong to keep it a secret much longer.
Now I must click publish before I lose my nerve.
*I still needed fertility drugs and I still need plenty of drug support to deal with the MTHFR and the progesterone deficiency. This *is* a miracle to me, but it's also another miracle of modern medicine.
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