Sorry that I didn't respond to this after I got more responses. I kind of abandoned the site for a while =/... We waited a few more months until with a very expensive way of eating, yoga, and a great schedule got me feeling great and healthy. Things were great in all aspects of our life a few months after this post and we decided to stop prevention(which was easy as we have always used "natural" prevention and it has always worked. The first time we stopped preventing, we got pregnant. We were so extremely excited. My family family was unsupportive, but hubby and I were so excited that I didn't really care what they thought. It didn't take long for me to have problems, and no doctors would listen. I was in such extreme pain, that after we went and walked around for a few hours at a fair, I collapsed on the street. I could not walk more than a few feet at a time before collapsing again. It took an hour or more to walk a city block back to our car. I went to the hospital immediately and they just told me that everything was fine. I knew things weren't fine and am used to doctors not listening to me at this point. My pregnancy symptoms all came on within the first few weeks like an extremely accelerated pregnancy. With the pain, I knew I was losing the baby. Because the doctors told me everything was fine and even performed an ultrasound and gave us pictures, I told myself I must be crazy. (I was 6 weeks pregnant) A few nights later, I woke up in the middle of the night in tears. Hubby woke up and asked what was wrong. I told him "I'm going to die. I'm not going to make it. Please take care of our baby, please let my family be involved, please don't let your parents raise him." He, I'm pretty sure, thought I was insane. A few days later I had an appointment, and because of the problems that I had, they gave me another ultrasound. They said everything was fine. Later that day, I had to call hubby to tell him that he needed to come home to take me to the hospital. I was bleeding, my pain had stopped. I went to the hospital and again, they did nothing. They asked me to pee in a cup, and I handed them a cup full of blood. They told me that I hadn't lost the baby yet, and that I might not. They sent me home. Within an hour, I experienced the most emotionally and physically painful experience of my life. And then I flushed my little blip that was in those pictures, my little bubble -down the toilet. The labor like pain went on for the next 12 or so hours. Hubby fell asleep as I laid on the floor screaming.
After that, our lives went to hell because of our clouded judgement during the pregnancy. We were moving, because of a baby that we no longer were going to have, and it was the biggest mistake of our lives. Now we're here and we're trapped.
And I'm terrified that I might be pregnant again. Like I said, natural prevention has always worked. (i.e. not much sex around fertility, pull out, etc.) because of the problems that medical birth control have caused me(killed me libido on top of extremely damaging and possibly permanent side effects that seemed to lead to my fibro) With the damaged libido, condoms are kind of... retarded. I can't see hubby wearing one without laughing, making him feel bad about himself, but I feel like they look funny on him...
Anyway, getting off topic. A few weeks ago during one of my high fertility days, hubby did not do what he is supposed to do, without telling me, and then after the fact, said, "It felt right."
Just so people know that I'm not trying to get pregnant or just not taking any preventative measures and then saying "uh-oh." Hubby kind of... tricked me? I guess?
So anyway, I'm terrified now.
Also, the point in me making my post was to talk about the pain that I experienced when they kept telling me nothing was wrong. Could this be from the fibro? Was I feeling things that maybe other people wouldn't notice because of my fibro?