The New Trend to Getting Pregnant - Self Insemination!

Firstly, let me say a very informative article and reading it hindsight, I find it comforting to know that I did it right even though I knew nothing about it, how it worked or what I had to do at the time that I did it.  I JUST DID IT!

Here is my story in short if you would like to read on......   The love of my life, my ONE is leaving me.  Before we met, I never wanted marriage or children.  The way I felt about him, the depth of my love for him, changed all of that in an instant.  if I ever had a child, I wanted it to be with him.  If I ever married, I wanted him to be my husband.    We never married.  A few "cultural" issues arose, but I still wanted a child with him. I was 34 when we met and fell madly in love.  I'm still madly in love - he's not.  Early on, we discussed children and my age.  He is 5 years younger than I am. He made a promise to me, that if I was starting to get too old and still hadn't had a baby, he would give me one.  To this day, I hold that promise in my heart.  He doesn't.    I will turn 41 in April this year.  Time has certainly marched on and no marriage = no baby.  Two weeks ago on the Tuesday, he came home and told me he was getting married to someone else. Wouldn’t tell me when, just said "soon". Needless to say my heart is shattered, all of life’s hopes and dreams with him gone and I am just devastated, given that we were still a couple and still having a full sexual relationship.   In all my years on this earth, I never paid any attention to my cycle, how long it was, ovulation or any of it.  Never really understood how to work it out either.  So on the Thursday 2 weeks ago, after he told me this devastating news on the Tuesday, having absolutely no idea if I was ovulating, just noticed a bit of a change and thought "maybe". At that very moment, I decided I was going to do it.  Steal his sperm, self inseminate and cross my fingers, wish and hope and pray to God to be pregnant.   This was my only opportunity. I didn’t really know if it was my 1 opportunity because I had no idea if I was ovulating or not! I had to take this one and only chance of having a baby with the one man on this earth I wanted to have one with and still love with every ounce of my heart irrespective of the hurt, betrayal and anger I feel toward him at the moment. So, I sent him an SMS and asked him to come over Friday night for our "last time together".  He came over in the morning to my surprise and we had our usual brilliant and fantastic sex, using a condom.  We did our usual routine of taking the condom off and wrapping it in tissues, having a little sleep and cuddle up together before he showered and left. From the time, he came to the time he left 40 minutes elapsed.   At soon as he walked out the door, I rummaged through the utensils draw for something I could use.  There was a syringe all the way at the back of the draw.  I thought, how fabulous. It’s a sign! I couldn't remember how I came to have the syringe, but then I remembered I bought it years ago for the idea of using it to write with icing on a cake.  Lucky I gave that idea away and there it was sitting in my utensils draw .... pregnancy salvation.   I grabbed the 2 condoms wrapped in the tissues and grabbed an avocado out of the fridge.  You night ask what the avocado had to do with it, but it was an off shape and had a flat side. I needed something soft and flat to stick the syringe into to keep it still, balanced and stopped the precious contents from escaping while I squeezed the contents of the 2 condoms into the top of the syringe.  It worked a treat.   Pulled the syringe out of the avocado, put the end on the syringe, popped out the little bit of avocado at the end (didn't want that inside me), held it up and looked at it with a great sense of achievement.  Raced into the bedroom and jumped onto the bed.  In my head, I figured in order to get these "little boys" where they had to go, I had to have my pelvis raised on an angle.  No idea why I thought that, just dd.  So put all the pillows under my bottom, used the wrought iron on the bed head to pull myself up and rested my feet and legs up the wall.  Bit had on the neck, but I figured it was worth it.  Put the syringe as far inside of me as I could without  feeling like I was going to let go if it and set those "little boys" free in one good press of the syringe and one very big and hopeful smile on my face.  Also, I have no idea why, but I decided that I needed to stay in the upright position for at least 30 minutes to give these boys a chance to get to where they had to go.   After my 30 minutes, I go up (a little bit came out and I told myself not to panic) had a shower and went to work. The weird thing was, at this point and for the rest of the day, I never had one single feeling of regret, guilt or anything like that.  I'd never felt so happy.  I cant event remember when I felt such joy and happiness just with a thought of what may. Another sign! Friday night on television, there was a fantastic show about single motherhood called “maverick Mum”. Another sign!   On Saturday, given that I knew absolutely nothing about my cycle, ovulation or anything, I jumped on the interned and started surfing.  I learned just about everything I needed.  I always recorded when my periods started and ended.  No particular reason, I just did it.  So when I found the calculators for ovulation etc I was ecstatic.  Cycle was generally 28 to 29 days and there is some part of the cycle starting with L (cant remember what it is) but I put 12 days for that.  According to this calculator, if I got it all right, that Friday was my last fertile day in the cycle.   You have no idea how much hoping, wishing and praying I've done that I don't get my period.  Lots of thinking about the consequences of my actions for this child, for him, for me, financial life if it works and all sorts of things, as well as self doubt and that’s how I found you today. Started to think about whether the "little boys" would have survived the time in the condom and whether I did it, right even though I had no idea what I was doing and I’m pleased to say I did.   On Monday, everything I heard on the radio was about weddings and marriage. It was a sign! I had to attend a training course on Monday. I had been thinking over the weekend I needed to talk to some single mums (in the hope that I was going to be pregnant). Of the 4 women on the course (including me), 2 were single mothers – one lady had her first child at 43. It was a SIGN!   Can you tell I’m a big believer is signs and fate and the universe will provide!!!!!   Fingers crossed.  I'd be due for my period somewhere between this Monday and Wednesday.  I'm hopeful, but also know I'm nearly 41, inseminated myself on what may or may not have been my last fertile day of the cycle.    This was my one and only chance.  My man, my love, and my one … he did get married on the Saturday, 2 February 2008 (the day I got so upset and didn’t know why – a sign).

An interesting article, very informative. I'm just glad i dont have to go through that.

Regards Janice

what a great article kayla

Interesting article! It doesn't surprise me what people do these days. As long as everyone involved know's what's going on, then fair enough, do what you have to do. Thanks, Kylie

This is a great article Kayla..........a very good friend of mine will be very interested in this......

Amanda xxx

hmm if the guy was giving his sperm well ok... but the reason this was reported on in th first place is because men are not just giving it in a cup !the epidemic is about woman pretty much STEALING sperm they use the condom trick they or a friend sleeps with a guy they use a condom and the woman saves it takes th sperm out and then injects it into herself and the man is none the wiser. if the guy wasnt using a condom or he gave up his sperm willingly then ok its not a prob but slealing someones sperm is a no no

wow.....i am lost for words...thanks for putting this out....regards Sandra xxx

Well my best friend hopes to be a same sex parent one day - I will tell her to read this article... We tease her about the turkey baster.  I guess that the risks are no different than doing it the traditional way with a man - you still run the risks of genetic disorders, and STD's etc don't you?

I guess the good thing about the syringe is that it won't stink up the house with stinky man smells, eat you out of house and home and leave it's dirty underwear all over the floor...

Well I never! What'll they think of next? You really can have babies without having sex!

wow i never knew all of this actually went on ,,,this thew me for 6 lol geee i would go to a clnic if ever needed to ,, you just cant be safe enough ,, great warning for all also