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The much-dreaded 2WW comes to an end!

Now that the much-dreaded two-week wait (2WW) post IVF is over, I wonder if it was (is) overrated. I am certain most women would disagree with me. I don’t mean to dismiss what they’re going through as I, too, have been there before right from the time we first started our TTC journey. The anxiety of peeing on a stick (POAS) builds every minute since you think you ovulated (if TTC naturally) or since you got home after the transfer. I have read about so many women on multiple babycentre forums talking about “to test or not to test”, “when to test…is it too early? 6dp3dt? Or 9dp3dt?”, “it’s a faint line – what does it mean?”, “I got a BFN but was it early and is there hope”. I am not trying to undermine what they’re going through at all… in fact I am saying that I have been there and it is so damn silly!

Just yesterday, I was telling DH how tempting it was to just grab one of those home pregnancy test (HPTs) and POAS since I was already 13dp3dt. We had a couple left over from our last failed pregnancy…they were sitting right there under our bathroom vanity waiting for me to pick one up! My mind was playing games on me but I chose NOT to POAS and wait for today’s blood test results.

Here’s why:

The restless me started going to some of the blogs I follow last evening trying to get a sign – I knew I shouldn’t test but why I was I getting so restless?? Fortunately, I got my answer from Manju’s blog and of all the wonderful topics she blogs about, it had to be ‘When should I test for pregnancy after embryo transfer?’ Guess it was a good enough sign for me to not test 🙂

I suddenly got clarity on why a beta HcG blood test is worth waiting for instead of just taking an HPT. From past experience, I can vouch for (1) not taking HPTs too early and (2) waiting for beta HcG blood tests instead of taking HPTs with IVF/ICSI or maybe even IUI.

Firstly, a positive HPT – also known as the ‘BFP’ (big fat positive) – does not mean a viable pregnancy neither does it mean you have a baby in hand. Sorry to be crude, but that is the truth (told you I am a realist borderline pessimist now!). Yes – it does mean a step forward but I have had not one but three BFPs in the past and with the exception of the first one, which came with excitement and anxiety, they have only made me feel oozy about the unknown. For a split second, my mind raced through days and months ahead…I started calculating the due date, planning our next nine months, and imagining the nursery. Unfortunately, these BFPs were followed by several beta HcG blood tests and a series of not so nice news followed by graver uncertainties about my fertility. At these times, the pregnancy failing or miscarrying without intervention becomes good news. It is so very difficult to ‘be normal’ and gather courage to TTC again after the ray of hope you developed seeing that faint second pink line is crushed…

Secondly, after starting the IVF journey, I have only recently started learning the true meaning of the word ‘patience’. Every step of the IVF process takes you (well, it has at least taken me) to a whole new level of being patient.

I have learned that being patient doesn’t end at starting your IVF journey, it doesn’t end when you begin your injections, it doesn’t end when your doc tells you “I am sorry, you are not responding. We will try another course of treatment the next time, but I think we should cancel this cycle”, it doesn’t end when the new treatment begins, it doesn’t end at egg retrieval, it doesn’t end at that stage where you wonder for each minute for three days straight how your embryos are progressing, it doesn’t end on egg transfer day – the true test of patience is when you have a full bladder for hours and all you try to keep in mind is your end goal, it doesn’t end after transfer day as you told to ‘be patient’ for what probably feels the longest 14 days of your life.

But dear me, I will be so wrong to think that being patient ends here. Today, I only had one beta HcG test – it may be positive or it may be negative. If it is negative, we go back to step one of IVF and will continue to patiently hope for our miracle some day ….this could be one cycle or many more cycles. If it is positive (God willing!), my patience will be tested each day from waiting (and wanting) doubling HcG numbers, to ensuring it’s a viable pregnancy, to hearing that heartbeat and knowing that the little bean is growing well and healthy. And trust me, I don’t think it will end even after I have our little miracle in our hands…isn’t parenthood all about being patient and waiting-it-out?!? Then, the 2WW should be anything but dreadful in front out our end goal…shouldn’t it?

I guess what I’m trying to say is, that though DH and I have come a long way, this is just the beginning and we have a much longer way to go from here today (in which direction…I am not too sure!) If I can’t get through the much-dreaded 2WW right now and have some self-control about POAS, I am only inviting trouble for myself in future! 🙂

 PS: I just re-read my post and it seems a bit daunting but promise that’s not the intent…just trying to prepare myself in the best way I can…!


And the two-week wait begins

Yes! We have finally reached the much-awaited two-week wait (2WW) 🙂 After the route our IVF journey took the last few months, I am taking my own sweet time for this feeling to sink in.

Our embryo transfer went well. What I didn’t know about the process was how uncomfortable it is to control your bladder. Our transfer was scheduled at around 12:30pm by which I had a full bladder but Dr. N had an emergency surgery and came in only around 2pm. Anyway, I tried my best to keep the end goal in sight. Because he and his wife (who is also the embryologist at the clinic) were late, I had no idea about how the embryos were progressing and hence how many they would transfer. DH was trying his best to distract me through the waiting period but to no avail.

Finally, Mrs. Dr. N arrived and told us that we had three beautiful embryos growing well. “Fantastic news!” was DH’s reaction. In my mind, I was like “Ohk – that’s good. Now lets move forward”. You see, after three failed ectopic pregnancies, being optimistic has become a bit of a stretch for me. I was an optimist who has now turned into a realist (maybe borderline pessimistic).  Right before the transfer, Mrs. Dr. N showed us our embryos (something we had requested when we started the treatment). I’m not a person with a science background but they truly looked beautiful (*sigh*). For a teeny tiny second, I got hopeful. You know – they were right there, three growing embryos that could become our babies (*sigh again*).

Well, if only it were that simple! I got back on the ground from my floating cloud and reminded myself that I am ONLY and ONLY going to take this one step at a time and not plan / think ahead much. I have done that in the past and faced failure, which only makes it more difficult to recover. So for now, I will be a realist. I will follow everything the doc has ordered, take my meds on time, not stress, not spend invaluable time on the Internet doing random searches that will confuse me more. I will follow a balanced diet and try to do things that keep that smile on my face.