3rd IUI

We moved forward with an injectable/IUI cycle with the new RE. The shots were not bad…at this point I’ll do just about anything. The cycle started with day3 bloodwork and then I was pretty much in his office at least once a week. Everything looked great at every scan. I had 2 good sized follies (21 & 16 before trigger), DH sperm count was 126 million with 95% motility. My lining was 7mm too! I always have thin lining issues so I was super pleased to hear it was progressing as it should! The actual procedure was a breeze. DH did his sample at home for the first time and it was the best numbers he’s had! I guess we should have been doing it from home the whole time. CD 21 progesterone was 19.89 – we were rocking & rolling. Fast forward to 10dpiui, 12 days past trigger – I tested that morning and got a faint bfp. I was shocked. I tested again the next day and there was still a line but it was way lighter than the day before. By Tuesday (13dpiui) there was almost no line at all. Throughout this whole cycle DH has been the most supportive he’s ever been. He kept referring to it as “our baby” and kept telling me he knew it worked and that I was pregnant. We even talked about how perfect it would be that the baby would be born in May. We both prayed really hard this time that this would be it. That we could be done with the heartache and pain, and that I would finally be pregnant with our baby. DH really, really thought this was it. I mean he had no doubts. I went in this morning for my beta and I was so anxious. I got the call around 1:30pm. It didn’t work – beta was negative. I was devastated, but I was even more upset that I had to break the news to DH. He had already called several times this morning asking if I’d heard anything. He was so sure it would be positive. I texted him and told him the news. He just responded and said we would try again next month, but I know he is so upset. Why does this have to be so hard? The nurse said RE wants to do 1-2 more cycles of injectables/IUI before talking about IVF. So now I just call when I start my period and start all over. I know my prayers haven’t gone unanswered. I know God hears me when I ask these things in His name. I’m just waiting for His timing, and trying to be strong. I want to be a mother so bad.