wait: What every woman trying to conceive has to endure before finding out if
that month's cycle worked, whether it's baby-making sex, an insemination or an
embryo transfer. I've done them all, and I can tell you, the stress and the
pressure is all the same.
pineapple core after a transfer, because some enzyme in there is apparently
supposed to help with implantation. I've given up caffeine and therefore
forfeited any means of normal bowel movements for two weeks. I've drank
raspberry tea and avoided alcohol and sat on my butt so that I wouldn't get too
over Internet forums, Googling terms such as "10dp3dt" or "is it normal to have
cramps after transfer?" and then promptly wailed to my husband, "That's it.
This cycle didn't work and I will be childless forever."
I've done all
these things and none of these things made me pregnant, or kept me pregnant. If
I've learned anything over the years of countless 2-week waits, it's that
nothing you do will make a lick of difference when it comes to that wait. Will
eating healthier help you conceive? Depends on the issue. Over time, probably.
But will giving up caffeine or Doritos during those two weeks help an embryo
implant? Will choking down a bowl of pineapple core every day for 5 days after
transfer help with implantation? You hear of those who swear by certain things.
At some point, I needed to step back and remember that it is only nature that can take those embryos and implant them into my uterus.
acupuncture for my last cycle and it paid off because I am 16 weeks pregnant!"
gluten-free, dairy-free and gave up simple sugars and caffeine and alcohol and
took this vitamin and guess what? Two months later, I got pregnant!"
"I saw a
Chinese herbalist three times a week who gave me six different teas. I am due
reading all these things on past bed rests. I have had people tell me these
things. Guess what? All it did was stress me out. I can't afford acupuncture
because I've spent all my money on treatments. I like bread, cheese, doughnuts,
coffee and a good wine, and I am already taking enough pills that my bathroom
cabinet looks like that of an 80-year-old man with a heart condition. And you
guys, I am way too lazy to look into a Chinese herbalist. At some point, I
needed to step back and remember that it is only nature that can take those
embryos and implant them into my uterus.
This time on
bed rest, I had a glass of wine. I stuffed myself with fancy cheeses and had to
take extra stool softeners to counteract that. I sat up to eat my meals and
didn't think twice about it. The day I got off bed rest, I walked all day long,
ate Gulf shrimp and never missed a morning cup of coffee. I got a sunburn from
too much time by the ocean. I was four hours late taking my progesterone shot
one night. And guess what? Not only am I happier, calmer and less stressed this
time around, I have reason to think that everything I have done this cycle has
been right for me.
Because as of
right now, I am four weeks pregnant—and very suspicious that it's with twins.
I truly believe
that this cycle worked, not only because of the incredible embryos or the
treatment of my MTHFR gene mutation, but because I stopped trying to fight my
body and take control over the situation. This has been the easiest 2-week
wait I've done.