As its been said for years, EVERYTHING COMES AT THE RIGHT TIME…So true.
Remember my post of Oliver Sol and Greta Luna many posts ago… Well one of them is here now.
The process of the desire to have one of them… started three years ago, and never vanished even though I took a break.
Well… after recovering my emotional and physical strength due to the horrible episodes of the 2 ectopic pregnancies, about 7 months ago me and my life partner decided to try one more time.
This time we decided to go for a more aggressive and promising method, IVF (In-Vitro Fertilization). The main difference between this method and the one previously tried (IUI)… many times before, is that it raises the chances of pregnancy on a 60% of success.
Well this time I was 39 which it has a mild weight in the percentage of success of the procedure. The stimulation is about the same, done with the injectable hormones to produce as many eggs as possible.
At the beginning I didn’t know if I was producing enough eggs, since at each doctor’s visit they say: ok I see 5 eggs, 9 eggs, 10 eggs, who knows what quality…. of course one its enough but this method required the fertilization of at least 5 great quality eggs. However I kept asking around to other women, about how many eggs have they produced during the process, to heard numbers like a total of 16, 17 and I just seem to have 10.
The day of the retrieval came, I needed to go under the anesthesia since the way the eggs are retrieved is through the vagina’s walls straight to each of the ovarie’s follicles with a needle and a high high quality ultrasound system… If I would’ve been awake I would have probably run away after the first pinch. So when I woke up… surprise, surprise I produced 21 eggs, 18 of those were of an excellent quality. They fertilized the 18 eggs that same day and 5 days later they put 3 in the best spot of my uterus.
Week one passed by and I’m feeling a little funny… kind of feeling that yes I was pregnant, but my fear was not “to be or not to be” pregnant, it was actually that the levels of beta were high enough. Week 2 went through and I had to go for the blood test. OMG, I was so scared… remember I have been going to that same doctor’s office before to get anything but bad, terrible news… Well not this time. The beta level was excellent and yes I WAS PREGNANT.
Next week we saw the sac, the following one the heartbeat, the following one everything in order. At the 10th week I was allow to go to my regular ob/gyn who was so happy to see me with such a great news.
The sonogram was perfect, the baby looks great and the tests were all giving awesome results. I got my NT Scan at 11 weeks with great results, the amnion at 17 weeks with completely normal results and the great news that yes:
IT’S A GIRL
Greta Luna reached her 3 months to stay and we are still hanging together. I am currently 7 months and a half and I can’t explain the love I feel for my baby girl… every-time she moves its like a kiss I receive from her. I am so in love with her. Its hard to explain all the abstract knowledge and resolutions that being pregnant brings to the mother-to-be. In my case, and just to show a little bit of the tip of the iceberg, I can say that yes… Greta Luna came to put in words the explanation of my existence. I see some many things now from another perspective and I like it.
The pregnancy has been fantastic, I have been feeling all this time like a rock star, and yes, there are some little difficult part of it, but not that difficult.
I will now star putting some pictures of the different sonograms during the most crucial and important months of the most beautiful gift I have received: My Baby Girl Greta Luna. I will also put some picture of my roundness.
Both me and my beloved partner Joan can’t wait to meet her.
I will leave it up to here now, but I will continue with more more more.

2 months ago