No, I'm not dead. I'm still here, still have plenty of things to say, I'm just... pregnant.
At first I couldn't write here because it wasn't public and it was too hard to find things to write about when every waking minute my brain was thinking "OMFG FINALLY I'M PREGNANT WITH A VIABLE BABY!" and then when I went public my desire to write just went... bleh. But, it's 3 months since I last posted so I figured I owed you (my loyal 4 readers) some words about how I got here.
Well as most of you know, it hasn't been easy, painless or remotely cheap. Long story short, three fresh embryo transfers, three frozen, thousands of needles in my ass and belly, two miscarriages, and countless tears... and I'm back, finally, hopeful we will complete our family and that Ruby will have the joy of being a big sister.
In more detail... Ruby was our first lucky IVF after seven IUIs and we had six frozen embryos in which to make her a sibling. Cue 2009, the year that shall not be named, wherein we did our first frozen transfer, got pregnant, had a miscarriage. Did a second transfer, got bubkiss and then manned up and did a full fresh cycle in the hopes that my 34 year old body could do it, why not my 38 year old body? Um. No. do not pass go, do not collect $200, do not do anything but cry your eyes out and be thankful for the tax return next year because you spent $20K out of pocket in medical expenses.
We threw in the towel. Gave up. Let it all go. I gave away all baby things, all the cloth diapers, maternity clothes, everything. I just wanted out of my house. I was not in a good place. 2010 came and went, with little talk of trying again, till right around my birthday when I decided maybe we'd give it another shot. We drew our line in the sand and I hopped back into the stirrups with my cautious but happy ass in the air. 2011 we got back to business in earnest, had some long tearful discussions with our Doc and made decisions that included crossing many of our previously drawn line in the proverbial sand and spending a LOT of money.
For my 40th birthday I was finally pregnant. Pregnant, but knowing that it probably wasn't viable. Let's just say, that my decision to be done trying at 40 was shot. Especially since we were lucky enough to have embryos in the freezer after this magical cycle. As devastating as that loss was, I knew we had another chance. The week before our Decmber 1 frozen embryo transfer, I counted and had 1015 paper cranes hanging over my bed. One Thousand Fifteen.
And then, as luck, science, magic and faith collided, it worked. I was elated and terrified at every turn. When my beta levels didn't rise as perfectly as they should and Dr. M wanted me to come back for not two or three but FOUR return checks, my heart was nervous and anxious and fearful. Finally one glorious winter day, nestled between Christmas and New Years, we had an ultrasound that showed a perfectly beating heart within a perfectly growing embryo. Folks, we have a winner.
We inched forward, day by day, week by week, and right before we should be released from our infertility specialists care into the loving hands of our low intervention, low risk midwife... there was blood. Not enough to send me into a complete panic, but enough to get my attention. It was too soon to hear a heartbeat on the doppler with our midwife, so when there was blood again the next day, we called Dr. M's office and they rushed us in for a quick peek. Ryan wasn't able to be there, but I had two awesome friends by my side and we were all elated to see that perfect little person still wiggling away. I had a small and resolving subchorionic hematoma that thankfully hasn't given me any more grief, but it hasn't left me with a sense of calm or ease either.
At 16 weeks my chances of losing this pregnancy are 1%. Those are pretty good odds, and I'll take them anyday over where we've been, since my chances of actually getting pregnant in the first place were around that, I'm thinking we have pretty magical luck working on our side this time. But when a friend offered me a doppler to use at home, it only took me an hour to say yes, and the next day I picked it up, and every night, we're happy to hear that horse galloping sound that reminds me that, Yes Virginia, there IS a Santa Claus.
So here we are. Thankful, cautiously optimistic, and surprisingly planning for the future.
Er, ahem, um YES from Virginia, there really is a Santa Claus! I am so delighted to pop online before bed and find this post!! When I found myself pregnant last summer, IUD in place thankyouverymuch I self censored and said nothing on my blog in case you read my post because how horribly unfair is it that someone can be pregnant (for about 5 days) with a Mirena in situ and someone as lovely and deserving as you is fighting such an uphill battle to be pregnant. I am so proud of you for fighting the doom and gloom and working so hard to get to this place!! You are blessed indeed, just as you should be.
Posted by: GingerB | March 03, 2012 at 11:33 PM
oh darlin!!! I am so glad you finally posted!! Here is the thing... only you truly know the heartache that went into creating the precious life that is living inside of you but believe that so many of us have weeped with you and now rejoice with you!! Lumpy (as I so lovingly call the baby) is loved and anticipated beyond measure. That life inside of you has given me hope in some of my darkest hours. I am so very very very proud to call you friend. Who you are in this world amazes me... the mother you are, the wife, the friend, sister, daughter, doctor...Korin you are a strong committed compassionate funny trust worthy woman and I love you, Ryan, Ruby and Lumpy to the moon and back again!!! I cannot wait to see what the coming years have in store for your beautiful family!!! And I am counting the days until Lumpy is with us Thank you for allowing me to be part of your journey... I love you!!!
Posted by: meg | March 04, 2012 at 12:57 AM
I can't tell you how thrilled I am for you!!! Praying blessings and joy over you and this sweet new baby :-) Oh, and thanks for updating...I'm a regular stalker, ahem...I mean follower, and I have been wondering how you are. Best post ever! So happy for your family!!!!
Posted by: Leigh-Ann | March 04, 2012 at 07:24 AM
Korin, this is fantastic!!! I'm so happy for you, Ryan and Ruby. I too had a subchorionic hematoma with my 2nd (after two miscarriages) so I know the fear that it strikes in ones heart. Glad that everything is resolved and that you are enjoying this wonderful blessing!!!
Posted by: Bree | March 04, 2012 at 10:11 AM
SQUEEE!! I so hoped that was the reason for your blog silence. After watching your journey since the Mothering TTC board back in '03, I am beyond thrilled for you all and can't wait to see belly and baby pics in the coming months!!
Posted by: robin~ | March 04, 2012 at 12:04 PM
I have goosebumps down my arms and tears of joy for you. Not sure what else to say. So so happy for you.
Sorry I have been MIA. Life has been nutty. About that later, but I still want to do scouts. In the meantime... Ra Ra Ra! Keep us posted on how you are doing.
Posted by: megan | March 04, 2012 at 01:48 PM
Oh yay! Congrats to you. I am just behind you, due Sept. 2nd. Crossing my fingers for an uneventful rest of your pregnancy.
Posted by: Heather | March 06, 2012 at 06:46 PM
WOW!!! Congrats Heather! I'm so happy for you! <3
Posted by: korin | March 06, 2012 at 08:13 PM
A huge congratulations to you!
Posted by: knitting sandwich | March 27, 2012 at 08:56 AM