It’s the small things ~ March edition

March has been a difficult month for us. But despite all the heartache it brought, there still has been some small things that have made us happy.

Surprise deliveries.

Yummy doughnuts

Our constant companion 

Schnauzer shadows never fail to make me smile

Edinburgh visits to see my Mum and sister

Wine with a view

Spa days and bubbles

And the castle turned Green for St Patrick’s day (with my Mum & Sister) 

Mexican Cosmos 

There were solar eclipses 

Spring days with first washing of the year hung on the line

Human sun clocks 

 Never ceasing to be amazed by the walks on my doorstep. 
Schnauzer meet ups. 

The most amazing reflections. 

Claire xx

Some bunny hopes you have a sweet Easter

I made some Easter bags for my nieces and nephews last year and I thought I would do the same this year. They are so quick and easy to make and the bonus this year was I only needed to pick up the chocolate and print some new labels.

This year my littlest nephew is nearly 2 so instead of the soft toy he got last year I got him a small buttons egg and some small smarties chicks to go alongside. For the others I used the bunnies from Aldi again and mini eggs. 

I wanted some different tags for this years ones and good old pinterest came up trumps again with these lovely ones from

I think they finish the bags off really well and hope the kids like them.

Claire xx

Empty arms on Mothers Day.

Today is Mothers day in the UK.  A day where my arms are empty of my own child, a day where my infertility seems to scream from the rooftops, a day where I am not yet a Mother.

But one day I dream that my baby will still come and one day I will be a mother in the true sense of the word.  For now though, on this lovely day of celebration, please don’t forget those ladies who are still waiting on their dreams to come true.

I found this poem on the internet a few years ago.  The words say it all.

Claire x

Weight Loss Wednesday ~ Monthly update

Oops, I’m a little late with this months post. It should really have gone up last week but with still being in the middle of my IVF cycle I really wasn’t pressuring myself to do a weigh in post. 

Weight gain on IVF cycles have been a real issue for me, gaining a ridiculous amount during the drugs, tww and the emotional eating aftermath. This cycle I really watched what I was eating whilst upping my protein and lowering sugar and carbs and although I am still reporting a gain overall, I’m pleased to say it’s only.

Today sees the return to healthy eating. I need to be so careful to not allow myself too much emotional eating now the cycle has failed again. 

If we are to cycle again in a year or so I would like to weigh at least 1-2 stone less than I do now so I still have some work to do. 

️C xx

And the grief washes over us….. The end of IVF#2

And so it is all over yet again, however this time it feels more final. As I’ve mentioned before we are very lucky to have received two funded cycles of IVF on the NHS and for that I am very grateful. We have used these up with little or nothing to show for it, apart from a lot of heartache. For those that think IVF is the easy option, you are so far wrong it is unreal. This is by far one of the hardest things I have ever had to go through and today it has broken me. Infertilty is a disease, not a choice….

We are totally numb, again we got to 8dp5dt (8 days past a five day transfer) and I started to bleed. Official test day is not for another 6 days, though Dundee do do a long testing wait period. This time I won’t be testing again, I will just call the clinic on the day which ironically happens to be Mothers day and call in the negative result.

Part of me didn’t expect anything else, once we were told at transfer that we basically made very shite embyros this time, I zoned out of the two week wait that never was. People told me to have hope and there was a tiny bit there but it was tiny. I couldn’t allow myself to believe that the outcome would be anything other than a negative result, I suppose it was a bit of self preservation, you know what I mean? Trying to pre-empt the bad result so when you get the bad result it doesn’t hurt as much. Rational? Maybe not. Did it work? A tiny bit, or so I thought.

When the realisation hit, the early test that was negative….done to try to prepare myself. My attempts at self preservation to try and stop it hurting so much were forgotten, it hurt like hell, I feel like a zombie, head not really with anything I am doing, thinking about it, not thinking about it. One thing I know though is that we gave it our all this time and there is nothing about the cycle or the way we prepared for it that I would change. I wanted to make sure before we started if it was to fail that we wouldn’t be able to say “if only we did this or if only we did that” and I am grateful to be able to say that with all the things going through our heads, regret is not one of them.

Where we go from here is another question and probably a lot more soul searching and I am sure there will be blogging. All I know is for the minute we are stepping off the trying to conceive roller coaster all together. After basically being told that it would look like our sperms and eggs aren’t compatible I think the kindest thing to do for ourselves is to stop for a while. We will need to look at whether we do further IVF at some point in the next few years but for now, no more waiting and praying every month for a different outcome. We need to remember what life was like before trying to conceive. It will never return to that naive place, the place before we ventured into the world of infertility, I am not that stupid to think that way.

Normal will now have to become a new type of normal, it won’t go back to what we used to think of as normal. A we can’t have kids naturally or possibly at all? now the new normal. Will we cycle again ever? is now the new normal. Will be ever be parents? is now the new normal.

Infertility is the loss of an assumed future….. Never take it for granted.

C xx

Day 3, Day 5 and Egg Transfer – IVF#2

Sorry for the delay in posting this update and for those who don’t follow me on twitter I am not going to dress up this post. This cycle really wasn’t good at all. Our Sperm and Eggs really didn’t seem to like each other this time.

The embryologist seemed to think this was okay. I breathed a sigh of relief, there was a chance that the slower ones could catch up before day 5, but at this point we had 4 on par with what was expected and that was better than last cycle. As usual Dundee aim to culture all embryos to day 5.

Off we headed for transfer on day 5, full of chat about how many we would transfer, never even passing a thought to the possibility that we may have little or none to transfer. I mean this cycle felt so different, from start to finish. We were totally dumbstruck when we were led into the room and were told that we didn’t have any even reasonable quality embryos to transfer. Two blastos had been discounted, I’ve no idea why, they obviously weren’t good enough to return and you have to respect that decision, they are the experts in their field after all. Then the major blow, the only other two were early blastocysts, they couldn’t be graded which is what you want. We vaguely remember being told that one had ‘odd looking cells’ appearing at the top of it which she didn’t know that they might mean. When we questioned it, she did say that due to the same presentation on the last cycle, we may have just found out the reason for our infertility and instead of being unexplained we are possibly looking at having some from of chromosomal incompatibility. Our sperm and eggs just don’t match, they may never match and that was overwhelming.

We were told that we could return the two early blastos, but basically not to expect too much from them, even mentioning that we could just not transfer anything at all. But there was no way that we could do that.  That damn little spark of hope that you have, you know, hearing all those stories of crap embryos becoming lively little babies. It snuck in and took over.  So we decided to transfer both, in for a penny and all that.  There was no excitement though, the drive home was actually spent discussing our options in the future.  Could we afford to cycle again?  Would we use Dundee?  Should we ever try to get to blasto stage again or are we better hoping a day 3 transfer would stick? Would we want to adopt?  Not the questions that you expect to be coming home with after a transfer that’s for sure.

I’m not going to leave you hanging, the cycle as predicted didn’t work.  We gave it our all.  We are done…..

C xx

It’s the small things ~ February Edition

Some of the little things that have made the month of February.

There have been cold canal walks with the pooch. 

Exciting IVF protocol flow charts looked at. 

Blue clear skies and walks by the sea. 

Hard decisions made! 

Amazing unexpected post received. 

Lovely valentines meal shared

Favourite flowers received. 

Upside down sleeping dog providing lots of amusement. 

Reminders to never lose hope. 

Birthdays celebrated. 

Stimulation for IVF#2 completed. 

Reminders to focus on the here and now. 

The most amazing news received! 

The numbers are in #ivf2

Yesterday was Egg Collection day. I had my final scan on the Sunday morning and things were looking good. My follicles had moved on a lot from the previous scan on the Friday and we got the go ahead to trigger on Sunday night. 

I took the trigger injection at 11pm on the Sunday, injection free day on the Monday and up for egg collection on Tuesday morning. 

It was a bit of a case of déjà u when we were shown to the exact same bed space and told that we were third on the list which was the same as last cycle, I was hoping this was in fact a good omen and it turns out it was! 

Egg collection went perfectly and we were chuffed to bits to be told we got

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We got a bakers dozen, lucky number 13! An increase of 4 from our last cycle which is good. I had gone in hoping that if we got the same as last time or one more then I would be happy so to come out with 4 more than last time made me feel very happy. 

Tuesday night was spent in a bit of daze, I was a bit uncomfy after the procedure but this was eased with paracetamol, hot water bottle and a Krispy Kreme doughnut. I slept surprisingly well and was up early to await the call from the embryologist.  Thankfully we didn’t need to wait long and the call came before 9am. I was surprised to find out that when my eggs where taken to the lab we had in fact got 14! Not the 13 that they thought straight after egg collection. 

I was hoping luck would be on our side, I had opened the kitchen blind that morning to see a little Robin staring right back at me. 

Robins mean a lot to me so I had a little word with my late Granny and asked for some good news. And good news is what we got….

I can’t quite believe I am writing that figure. Of the 13 we thought we had yesterday we have 13 fertilised normally this morning. 100% fert rate in my eyes! 

Obviously the next few days are another major hurdle as we wait to see how many are still developing on day 3, then how many are hopefully left on day 5 for transfer. This second part of the IVF process is so difficult in my eyes as you really have no control over anything anymore and can’t even let yourself believe you are doing something like you did when you were stimulating. 

It’s all up to those little embies now to keep going strong. Fingers crossed. 

Claire xx 

Stimming all the way – IVF#2

Well here we are, still stimming. Despite the short protocol feeling really fast in one respect it also feels like I have been stimming for ages despite it only actually being 10 days. I have had two monitoring scans and things have been improving steadily.


My left ovary is responding much better this time than last. We only had two follicles on there the last time so by my second monitoring scan seeing we had 5 on there above 10mm was so good to see. Looks like changing over to the increase in stims and the short protocol has been the right thing to do. Off course on the increase in stims and a long protocol I may well have responded in the same way but for now I am thankful that I am responding at all as that was always a worry in the back of my head.

My clinic like to see two follicles at 18mm or above before they plan egg collection and the nurse was hopeful that when my results were reviewed that they would go ahead and book me in for egg collection as I had a lead follicle at 21mm and a second at 17mm. Seeing as they don’t do collections over a weekend it would give me another day of stimming to get the other to catch up over 18mm. Though when I was reviewed by the consultant and the embryologist at the afternoon meeting they decided that they wanted me to stim for a further two nights and to be rescanned again on Sunday morning with hopefully trigger Sunday night and collection on the Tuesday. I was a little disappointed that I wasn’t quite ready but on reflection the clinic know what they are doing and they are hopeful that the smaller follicles will have a chance to catch up a little over the next few days.

Overall I have been feeling really relaxed throughout this cycle. I have been receiving acupuncture, using my IVF hypnosis CD and not over thinking things (mostly) at my clinic appointments I have been upbeat and the nurses did remark I am taking it in my stride. Obviously having been through it before has really helped me to relax this time, you know what is happening, not constantly wondering what the next step is going to be so that really helps.

One thing I have noticed is that boy you do get side effects just on stimming drugs! I re read my diary from the last cycle and noticed although I felt good for a few days when I started stimming it didn’t last long. This is the same this time. I have felt so tired, headaches on and off and bloated. Again normally the bloat is worse in the evening but as we get closer to the end of stimming I am feeling bloated all day. Oh and did I mention the tiredness? Can you tell it’s been a big thing! I was in bed last night at 9.30pm and slept right through, but on waking up still felt exhausted, it’s like there is a fog in my brain and I can’t get past it. I suppose in the grand scheme of things though it isn’t something that I should be overly worried about and it will pass once I stop taking the drugs.

My mantra for this week has been all about hope. Without hope I would have nothing. I have to keep believing that whatever is for me will not go past me. Hope that this cycle will be a success. Hope that we will be a family of three in 2015.


C xx