Warm and Dry

I have been shopping with Roderick & Randolph over the past couple of days. We hit a number of shops including Tesco, Asda, M&S, Mothercare and so on. The worst bit was other than Mothercare I could not find any maternity clothes! As for the clothes in Mothercare, they were expensive and really nothing to write home about. You would think that an everyday black pair of maternity trousers would be a piece of cake!! Not quite.

At least the boys managed a load of shopping!

Arthur and I are back from Malta. We flew to Malta with RyanAir, which really isn’t that bad as long as you are not lugging around loads of luggage such as golf drivers and prams!! Actually I think 1 pram per child is actually acceptable but go over 15kg with your luggage and the costs are ridiculous. Basically I treat it as a bus service and therefore find it good.

Anyway.. what I was saying was I am back from Malta… and hopefully should start updating my blog more often.. believe me???  LOL!!

I cannot believe how time is running by. Recently I have been so exhausted but all for a good cause. Yesterday I had my booking in appointment. It is hard to believe that here I am pregnant and with twins!! My tummy is growing so quickly too. I am wearing my big clothes (good thing I had not yet got rid of them) and now need to dig out my maternity clothes especially my maternity jeans which are great for everyday wear.

I cannot wait to actual start wearing my maternity clothes. There is something wonderful about wearing beautiful maternity clothes. I think it is probably the only time you can get away with being “fat”. I am already wearing a maternity bra… but I think I have outgrown it already, but I don’t mind. I am just so excited about being pregnant. I am slowly letting everyone know. But I will feel more secure when I go for the scan.

In lieu of all the time spent at the doctors (and that will be spent) … here is a Doctor Joke!

A well-constructed lady went to the doctor complaining of vaginal dryness. She was asked to disrobe and climb onto the examining table. “Doctor,” she replied shyly, “I just can’t undress in front of you.”

“All right,” said the physician, “I’ll flick off the high bay lights. You undress and tell me when you’re through.”

In a few moments, her voice rang out in the darkness: “Doctor, I’ve undressed. What shall I do with my clothes?”

“Put them on the chair, on top of mine.”

Today we received our official results. And it is good news!! We have a positive result with our HCG levels well over 1000. Owen and I are over the moon. Arthur has told everyone that “I am the big brother”.

We are almost shell shocked. Yes, we were doing fertility treatment, but after our past experiences, well we were not expecting it to work. The truth is the success rate of FET - Frozen Embryo Transfer is around 7%. Which consider a full treatment is around 20 - 25% and it took us 4 tries. Well, we did not hold our hopes up high. We said it would all be down to Chance and Luck. Well it worked!!

It still feels strange because it took over 1.5 years to push Homerton into getting the treatment started. We actually gave up and transfered to Leeds Infirmiry but even the transfer took months because Homerton kept losing papers etc. When Mrs Moroney called to say the embryos were finally transfered and to pop in for a visit, well we did not expect to really start treatment. We were expecting some more delays. So when we had a quick injection and were told, well that is your treatment started - it did not sink in. Even our medication was minimal. No injections whatsoever - just tablets and pessaries! Between Christmas and Arthur’s Birthday… well, we almost did not even think about it (well… it was easy to not pin our Hopes up - especially as we already had Hope)!

So almost 3 years after Arthur was born, we had our cycle. And now… we are proud to say we are pregnant!

I cannot wait to do up the nursery again with baby furniture and a cot, and get out all the baby clothes!!

Yes Owen, Arthur and I are over the moon!

Owen and I are back from Leeds. And so now it is down to waiting time. It is so frustrating. You just wish that you can just do the test and get it over and done with. It is not like you are going to get certificate authentication when you get a positive result but the truth is there is power in knowing. I don’t mind if it is not positive, (ok I do mind) but at least I know and can just continue as close to normal as possible. Meanwhile here is to the tremendously long wait where time slows down. Still you never know, I might end up with another Arthur!

Today I had 2 embryos transfered. We called the Luck and Chance because that is what it is now going to boil down to. I wish I could do more, but I cannot. I know Hope worked, because we had Arthur… Now with a little Luck and some Chance, we could have a sibling or two for Arthur.

I must say I was impressed how quickly this whole treatment went by. It made me realise that hospitals like Homerton really need to improve application availability because leaving me wait 2 years was riddiculous. At least this went smoothly and truthfully before I knew it, here I was having Luck and Chance implanted. My fingers are crossed now.

Tomorrow is the big day. I am filled with dread and fear. You see so far things have really moved smoothly and cosidering past experience, well I am just waiting with bated breathe as to what is going to go wrong. Will it be their database administration? Will it be that none of the embryos make it? Or simply that it won’t work. After all success rates in embryo transfer are really low.

Arthur is 3 today. Can you believe three years has passed since Arthur came into our world. They have been the happiest years of my life. I have never imagined I could feel this way. He means everything to me.

We celebrated his birthday with a Party and a bouncy Castle. You cannot not have the bouncy castle!!