So since July, Graham and I have been trying to get pregnant. We’d been sort of trying before July, but we weren’t all that organized about it. I’d gone off the pill, and we’d have sex, and we’d wait, and I’d not be pregnant. After Graham had his hernia surgery in June, we decided that we needed to get more organized.
So I started taking my temperature every morning. And I’d keep track of my cervical mucous. And I’d take ovulation predictor tests. And we’d have timed sex. And every month, we’d wait for my period. Which inevitably came. I’d read more about fertility, and I joined an online board and learned all the acronyms.
In early November, I went to an obgyn to get checked out. He said that I probably wouldn’t have any trouble getting pregnant, but when I showed him my temperature charts, he thought that maybe my luteal phase was a little short. He gave me a prescription for Clomid for three months and sent me on my way.
I was bitterly disappointed the first month. And then just sad on the second. The third, I thought something was wrong with me. When my period came at the end of January, I called my obgyn, and he recommended a test to see whether any of my tubes were blocked. So on February 7, I went in and had my perfectly formed uterus and very open fallopian tubes x-rayed. Everything looked normal.
Next up was Graham. He went in for a sperm analysis two weeks after I had my test. It seemed like it took forever to get the results back. And when they got back on March 7, they weren’t great. I’d spent enough time on fertility boards to know that they weren’t insurmountable, but it was beginning to look more and more like we were going to need help getting pregnant. Graham immediately stopped putting his laptop on his lap, and he started taking more supplements to get his numbers better. In the meantime, he made an appointment with a urologist, but that wouldn’t be until the end of April.
I decided that I’d take this two month break to work on my luteal phase. It’d improved considerably when I was on Clomid. It’d been about 8 or 9 days before, with a 25ish day cycle. On Clomid, it was a 12-13 day luteal phase with a 28 day cycle. So I took Vitex every day and started to go to acupuncture once a week. My acupuncturist told me that I had low kidney energy / yang. I also added vitamins b12 and b6 and coq10 to my supplement intake. Plus some herbal medicine from my acupuncturist. And it seemed to work. Though my cycle was still 25 days long, my luteal phase was 11 days. The previous month it had been 9 days.
On March 23, I started a new cycle. This cycle would be complete before Graham’s urology appointment, so it was another throwaway cycle as far as conventional medicine was concerned. In addition, I was going to Mexico for a wedding right around the time of ovulation, so we might miss our window.
The cycle was weird. We got Fusilli towards the beginning of it, and sleep was interrupted considerably because he had to go out so often in the middle of the night. My temps were pretty high early in the cycle. Then they fell to very low. My OPK was positive around the time my cervical mucous got egg white, and we had sex. I flew to Mexico, and my temps started to rise. Five days later, they started to rise some more. It was confusing, because I wasn’t sure if the second set of temps meant that I’d just then ovulated, or if it was one of those triphastic shifts I’d heard about.
So I waited. And my temperatures never went down. I peed on a stick on day 25, the day before my period was supposed to come. Nothing. I peed on a stick on day 26, the day my period was supposed to come. Nothing. I peed on a stick today, my period a day late. HOLY FUCK! I think that’s a line!!!
Graham and I studied the stick. It’s very faint. Very very faint. And it could be a chemical pregnancy. But I think I’m pregnant. And I think that we were able to do this pretty much on our own. Graham is still going to his appointment next week.
But if it is true, if I am pregnant, we’re going to have one of the best Christmas presents ever.