Firstly I hope my post doesn't offend anyone, I know many on this site are just dreaming of a BFP.
I completely 3 IUIs, all failed, 1 fresh IVF transfer and a FET transfer. Doing this as a single female aged 35, have been in contact with clinics since 30, some delays in starting treatment due to house move and covid delays due to age limit.
I tested yesterday (tomorrow is my OTD) and got a very clear positive on a FRER, I was in absolute shock as everything with this FET hasn't gone how it should, the progynova didn't thicken my lining, my body still produced a lead follicle so I had to trigger and in a much later scan a small polyp was seen. Polyps have been the bain of my life throughout treatment and I was given the choice to cancel the cycle and have a Hystoscopy or go ahead, being stubborn and feeling like I wanted to get an embryo transfer in before it hit the year mark of starting IUI and not being able to face the thought of the NHS waitlist delaying a transfer... Throughout the 2WW I have been filled with hope and positivity but trying to be realistic that it may not work.
Staring at the BFP, my stomach sank, I now feel filled with fear, fear of the future and if I will be able to cope, fear of my life not being my own for so long and if doing it was the right choice or a selfish choice or just following the social norm. I have an elderly father and no other family, I moved from them years ago. I have a good circle of friends, some who have children due to natural pregnancy.
I just wondered if anyone else felt this way when they got their BFP, did it ease off or was there a point that joy came back? Could the meds be causing it? Not sure if it's anxiety cause it's such early days. I can't pinpoint what it is, I just woke up feeling sooo burdened this morning by this news, something I expect to be one of the happiest moments of my adult life and it's knocked me so much, I feel like a monster.
Obviously I know it's very early days regarding an IVF pregnancy, I know I would be devastated if anything happened.