I was diagnosed with pcos in 1991, at the age of 24. I had symptoms all through my teenage years.

At the time I was diagnosed, I was single. I was told that when I was ready to get pregnant, they would just give me clomid. So, in 1997 I got married, and at the beginning of 1999, I threw out my birth control pills. After a year and a half of trying, I went to a new O.B. I wanted to be put on metformin, and clomid. Her respone?

Metformin is still in te trial stages as a drug to use for pcos, you just need to lose weight, blah, blah, blah. I was told to come back when I was 35! At the time, I was 33. Needless to say, I didn’t go back to an O.B. for quite a while! When I was 35, I had a really long period, and my regular Doctor referred me to a new O.B. My new O.B. put me on metformin, and after about 6 months, clomid.

Right after my 37th birthday I found out I was pregnant! We were so happy! Just a week later, I started bleeding, and my Doctor confirmed miscarriage. My next cycle, we did an i.u.i, and I got pregnant again. This time, I insisted on repeat betas, and asked for progesterone, which she said I didn’t need, because my progesterone tested normal. My first two betas were great, but my third dropped.

So, I had to wait to miscarry. After that, we did 3 more i.u.i.’s. After 12 rounds of clomid, and 4 i.u.i.’s, I was sent to the R.E. I was just about to turn 38. He said we needed to go straight to IVF, which I had always said we wouldn’t do. So, I took out a loan from my 401k, and we transferred 4 embryos. Per the R.E., I did three days of bedrest. I couldn’t help myself but to take a pregnancy test before the beta.

It was negative, but I still had hope. I broke down in the office when he said I wasn’t pregnant. He said we needed to go to donor egg. I asked if we could to some injectabile cycles, and he agreed. I told him I needed a break first. My break lasted over a year. Out of the blue in August of 2006, I had a message from the pharmacy that my clomid was ready. I called my O.B.’s office. They hadn’t ordered it, but said I could take it, if I came in.

I went and saw my O.B. in September, not knowing for sure if the clomid had worked yet. She said I needed to start looking into adoption. We had been doing that for quite awhile. I had decided that I would wait until my 40th birthday, in March of 07. Of course, the clomid didn’t work. Three months later in December, I started to suspect I was pregnant, but I knew the chances were slim.

I had been ovulaing, but really hought the timing was way off. I waited a week, and finally took a test. It said pregnant! I was shocked! I called the R.E., because I knew he would monitor me, and put me on progesterone. At my first ultrasound I had a bleed near the sac. I was on bedrest almost the entire first trimester. At my 12 week ultrasound, the bleed was gone. At 18 weeks, it was confirmed that we were having a girl! I knew it along, mainly because of the laspe in time between conception and ovulation.

At 20 weeks, I was diagnosed with gestational diabetes. Lots of scary appointments followed. Of course I was positive for group b strep. And I tested as higher risk for down syndrome, but refused the amnio. I was induced at 39 weeks. On August 10th, 2007, I gave birth to a beautiful, healthy baby girl! Sophie was the best baby! Slept through the night at nine weeks, (in her carseat), rarely cried, just a pure joy! Sophie turned one a few weeks ago.

She has been walking since 11 months, and gets into everything! I still have to pinch myself when I look at her! She is a true miracle! All of the pain and heartache was more than worth it! I still pray multple times a day, for God to keep her safe, and in thanks for her. I pray that everyone who goes through the heartache of infertility is blessed as we have been.

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