After YEARS of trying and waiting I’m testing positive 12 days after my first fresh transfer. I’m 35 and it’s the first time I’ve ever had a bfp. I’m so pleased, however, I was not expecting the wave of absolute anxiety and terror that has come with it.
I’ve been testing every morning since 6dpt, and the first few days I felt pregnant (tired, nauseous) but the last few days I’ve been feeling fine, apart from sore boobs. I can’t stop analysing the tests (does the line look fainter, how quickly is it appearing etc). But the line is still getting stronger.
I can’t stop thinking the chances of my little bean making it were not favourable. My two younger sisters both had their first babies in the last year, so I keep thinking about the fact 1 in 3 pregnancy’s end in miscarriage- which would make this pregnancy doomed. I know that thinking is mad, but I can’t help it.
I was so sure this transfer wouldn’t work, I just can’t get my head around it. I’m trying to tell myself even if this one doesn’t work it’s good that it’s implanted at all. Is anyone else in the same boat? How did you make it through to your viability scan without going mental?!