Well, I’ve been thinking that keeping a journal of my TTC experience would be a good idea so I’m very excited to find this forum.
My DH and I were married in October, 2005 and started thinking about TTC right away. We figured the springtime would be a good time to start trying and we stuck to this plan for a little while. Around Christmas, however, my impatience kicked in so we decided that after my birth control pills ended for that cycle we would start trying then.
I finished up my pills and started my last AF on January 21, 2006. Little did I know I wouldn’t be seeing :witch: again for a while! I had been on the pill for 10 years and am embarrassed to admit that I did not know how badly it could screw up your cycles when you stopped taking it. Of course, like many newbie TTC’ers, I got all excited when my period was late the first month. Every twinge, every ache…I saw them all as signs that I must be pregnant. I began peeing on sticks like a woman possessed, but kept getting BFN’s. I reveal to you here, for the first time, the actual number of tests I took – 8! In about a 10 day period. No one else in the world knows that but you and I. :oops:
It was around this time that I began researching online, trying to figure out what was going on. Imagine my joy to learn that saying goodbye to my good friend, the birth control pill, had most likely screwed up my cycles for the next few months. :evil: Oh, I was peeved – had I known this, I would have stopped taking the pill much earlier to allow for a few months of irregularity. The second thing I learned from my research (and again, I’m embarrassed to admit I did not know this) was that the periods you have while on the pill are not “real.” Hmmm…..
I began to get very scared at this point. Several years ago, my older sister had stopped getting her periods for no apparent reason. She was 28 at the time, and as she and her DH did not want children she thought this was great. No periods, no pms….awesome! She went without periods for 2 years, until she had to see her doctor for another reason and he freaked out when she told him how long she had gone without a period. He put her on progesterone, her periods returned, and all has been well since then.
Now, this in itself did not scare me too badly. But my mother had also stopped getting her periods while in her late 20’s and needed progesterone to begin having them again. And even once they returned, she was not ovulating and ultimately needed a fertility medication to become pregnant. It took her years of trying to conceive with both my sister and me.
So here I was at 30, with a missing period and a family history of screwed up reproductive systems. What if my “normal” periods had stopped sometime in my twenties and I didn’t know it because I was on the pill? Would I ever have a normal period again? What if I don’t ovulate? What if my head explodes from all these questions?
So, armed with my 8 BFN’s and my newly acquired knowledge I marched off to my doctor’s office. I was torn between my hope that I was one of those freaky women whose urine doesn’t test positive even though they ARE pregnant, and my fear that I had early menopause (or maybe if I was really lucky, some fatal illness that had kidnapped my period). Oh yes, I was a happy woman.