by Amy H.
(Medina, OH )
After 14 failed cycles of IUI (7 with injectible meds and 7 without meds), my husband and I finally decided to try IVF. For our very first IVF, we transferred 2 embryos and ended up with a chemical pregnancy. A month later we decided to try IVF again. We begged our doctor to let us transfer 3 embryos this time, thinking it would at least increase our chances to end up with one baby. The doctor was reluctant to transfer 3 but finally agreed, only after warning us of the dangers of higher order multiples and making us sign forms saying that we were releasing her from any liability (should we end up with multiples). I remember laughing as we signed off, "Oh yeah, we'll be lucky to end up with 1 baby if it even works this time."
A month later we found out that I was indeed pregnant. We went to a lovely lodge in Cook Forest, PA in October 2003 to celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary and I was so unbelievably tired and sick the entire weekend. So much for our plans of hiking, biking, and canoeing! My first ultrasound was scheduled for the day after we got home. I was exactly 6 weeks pregnant. The ultrasound tech said, "Look, there's 1, and there's 2." (TWINS OMG I can't believe we aren't just having ONE baby but we are having TWO!!! What great news!!!!)...."and there's 3!" (THREE!! OMG PLEASE DON'T LET HER SAY FOUR!!!!).
After the appointment I called my mother to tell her the good news and upon answering the phone she jokingly said, "So how many babies are you having- six?? I said, "No, only three." And can you imagine--she did not believe me!
My BBG triplets were born at exactly 35 weeks and recently turned 6 years old. It's been a crazy six years but I wouldn't trade it. And I am still glad that the tech didn't say FOUR or FIVE or SIX!
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