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I got pregnant naturally at 47 after my doctor told me it was basically "impossible for my age." Here's what worked for me in case it helps someone else. ❤️ I have a 23 year old daughter from my first marriage. Raised her on my own. Never planned on more kids. Then I met David at 42. He'd never had children. He swore he didn't need them but I could see it. The way he'd hold our neighbor's baby a little too long. How he'd go quiet when his brother would FaceTime with his toddler screaming in the background. I wanted to give him that. So at 44 I came off birth control and we started trying. I did everything. Prenatals, CoQ10, tracked ovulation every single month. I was ovulating day 14 like clockwork. His SA was normal. My HSG was clear. AMH was "good for my age" (why do they always say it like that). Two and a half years. Not one single positive. Not even a faint line. My doctor told me at 46 that we should "consider other options." She meant donor eggs. She was nice about it but I heard what she was really saying… your eggs are too old. I didn't tell David exactly what she said. I just told him she wants us to keep trying a little longer. I don't know why I lied. I think I just wasn't ready to say it out loud. A couple weeks later I was at my usual Saturday morning yoga class. There's a woman named Grace who I've been in the same class with for maybe a year. We're friendly but not like close friends or anything. During class I noticed she looked… different. I thought she might be pregnant but you do NOT ask that question unless you're sure 🤣 But then after class she said something about not being able to do a certain pose anymore and I just said "okay are you pregnant because I've been staring at you for 20 minutes trying to figure it out" (that could've gone so badly lol)" She laughed and said yes. 19 weeks. She's 45. I said congrats and I meant it but you mommas know that feeling. Where you're genuinely happy for someone and simultaneously just… dying inside. I hate that I feel like that but I do. We were walking out and she asked if I had kids. I told her about my daughter and then it just came out. "We've actually been trying for almost 3 years. Haven't even gotten a positive." She stopped walking and looked at me and said "Can I ask you something. When your doctor ran your bloodwork… did she ever specifically check your progesterone levels after ovulation?" I said I think so, she said all my hormones were fine. Grace said "Yeah. They always say that. They check your FSH, your AMH, your estrogen. Everyone's so focused on egg quality after 35. But nobody's checking whether your body can actually hold onto it once the egg gets there." She explained that progesterone is the first hormone to decline as you get older. It drops way before your egg quality does. And it's the hormone that keeps your lining in place after ovulation so the egg can actually implant. You can ovulate perfectly. You can time everything. The egg can be fine. But if progesterone is too low your lining sheds before the egg has a chance to stick. And that hit me because that was EXACTLY my situation. Everything was "fine." Everything looked right. But nothing was happening. She said her naturopath explained the exact same thing to her after two years of trying. Put her on a progesterone cream. One pump on her inner wrist before bed, starting after ovulation. She said the brand was Progesto-Life by Lorin. Four cycles later she was pregnant. I ordered it before I even got home from yoga. I didn't tell David. I was tired of the hope cycle. I just quietly started using it. One pump before bed after ovulation. Didn't change anything else. First cycle nothing really happened. I thought okay maybe this is just another thing that doesn't work. Second cycle on it. I was 3 days late. That never happens to me. I took a test at like 5am sitting on the bathroom floor. Didn't even turn the light on, just used my phone flashlight. Two lines. I took two more just staring at them like this isn't real. But they were all positive and they were dark. Not faint, not squinting. Dark. I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I just sat there holding all three of them thinking… if God sees fit who am I to argue. I told David that morning. I put all three tests on the kitchen counter before he woke up. He walked in half asleep, looked down, looked at me, looked back down. He didn't say anything for a long time. Then he just held me and said "I knew it was gonna happen. I just didn't know when." (that man never cries and he was SOBBING) I'm 32 weeks now. A boy. David's already bought more stuff for this baby than I bought for my daughter in her entire childhood. I know everyone's situation is different and I'm not saying this is some magic fix. But if you're over 40 and everything looks "fine" on paper but it's just not happening… it might be your progesterone. That was the one thing nobody was looking at and it turned out to be the only thing that mattered. The cream doesn't need a prescription or anything. You just use it after ovulation before bed. That's it. They had a 60 day guarantee so I figured worst case it doesn't work and I'm in the same place I already was. Maybe you seeing this is God giving you a sign… I don't know. But I wish someone had told me sooner ❤️ EDIT: Getting a lot of DMs asking what exact cream I used. Here's the link: [https://getlorin.store/products/lorin-progesterone-cream]
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