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Even Miracles Take a Little Time

My TTC Journey

By Hannah MulcaheyPublished 6 years ago 4 min read
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We all know the rhyme. So why is it that I'm yet to finish? Welcome to my bare all story of trying to conceive.

So a bit about me. I'm 27 and recently married to the love of my life. I guess you could say we were childhood sweethearts—I fancied a guy four years my senior and he didn't know who I was until I was 18—a modern day fairy tale! Years later, we met again in a local supermarket and I fell into total and complete love. I've never known anything like it. It's the most natural high you can experience and let me assure you, you never want it to end!

So, four years later, I found myself waking up the day after my wedding, reminising about the best day of my life: how perfectly my two metre train sashayed as I walked down the aisle of our local church, how my cathedral length veil billowed elegantly in the light breeze as we toasted to the rest of our lives with our nearest and dearest, and how I managed not to stain my very expensive Mori Lee lace wedding dress with the cocktail of alcohol we had later on in the evening. It was a picture of pure perfection.

To continue with our Pintrest worthy wedding, we honeymooned in a secluded water villa on the sandy shores of the Maldives and visited the bustling playground of the rich and famous: Dubai. Despite the natural high we both were living, I couldn't help but feel a little empty—I was ready to become a mum.

I was naive to think how easy it would be for us to conceive. I was convinced by the end of our once in a life time trip that I'd be baking our baby in my belly ready to announce the pregnancy to our parents in the very manner which Pintrest had helped me plan. How wrong I was.

August, September and October came and went and we were both exhausted (physically and emotionally!). So I decided to join a few forums to see if it took everyone else this long to conceive. When I joined, I was faced with a whole new world of acronyms and technical language. After figuring out my TTC from my DPO, I found out that, in fact, it was quite normal. It was suggested that I tried using OPKs (ovulation predictor kit) to try and track ovulation, so in secret, I spent ALOT of money on different types of OPKs, vitamins and lube (fertility friendly!) and I waited... and waited... and waited.

I was 14 days late. Cramps, no spotting, sore boobs—I was pregnant but, unfortunately, I didn't know until two weeks later when a scan confirmed I'd miscarried at six weeks.

I told my husband and we both decided to move forward, optimistically, and continue on our journey. Little did I know that my whole world would come crashing down around me on Christmas day we found out that a close family member was pregnant. They'd conceived a short while after us. We were so thrilled for them but slowly as Christmas day came to an end, the grief and sadness that I felt in my heart consumed me entirely.

I've never known a feeling like it. I know I was early, but, still the pain was so raw and sharp. My husband—my rock—supported me through those very dark and dismal days and brought me back from the darkest depths of my sadness. This was a true testament to our marriage vows.

So as we rang in the New Year, we welcomed our new positive attitudes to fertility. We continued to enjoy ourselves regularly and use OPKS. I began to become frustrated when I noticed that for the passed few months I had never hit "peak fertility" instead, I always just had that flashing smiley face! I booked an appointment with my GP and expressed my concerns to him and he said we'd do some routine blood checks to see if there were any problems.

So that brings us up to speed. Today, I went with my husband for our results. His routine results were normal—mine, however, were not. My doctor—who is the best—explained that I have shown no levels of progesterone which either indicates no ovulation or something called a luteal phase defect. So I am now awaiting my first appointment with a fertility consultant. I've been told there are various options and medications that you can take—which I am looking forward to reading all about online ( and their side effects!). So, this is the start of my fertility journey and I hope that it's one full of positivity and miracles. Even at 27, I Disney always makes me feel better and as the Fairy God Mother from Cinderella said: "Even miracles take a little time."

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