The transfer

I had the day off yesterday. I woke up at 8:00 and felt really nervous. It took me a while to figure out why I was so nervous. I wondered - "What if this doesn't work?" Then I realized it' not what if it doesn't work. If it doesn't work nothing changes. But if it does work - my life will be completely different.

I drank my water like a good girl at 9:30. By 10:00 my bladder was angry with me. My husband and I walked into the procedure room and saw a picture of two blastocysts on the computer monitor. I walked up to the picture and pointed at it, unable to speak. The nurse started to explain it's because they were frozen and then thawed. I stopped her and then asked in a choked voice, "Are those mine?" She smiled and said, "Yes! This is where the tears begin." She hugged me and then told me to go get ready - but not to go to the bathroom.

I got ready and assumed the position. She laughed that I had gotten on the bed and stirrups correctly without being told how. I had obviously been through a lot of monitoring.

The embryologist came in and talked to us about the procedure. It was the first time I had met him. He was really nice. He is from Hungary and has a cool accent. He is also extremely professional and has a comforting demeanor.

The RE came in and got us started. It went very quickly. Before I knew it we were done. The embryologist came back in and shook our hands. He then handed Jason a copy of the blasts! I'll publish them soon, but right now I want to keep them to myself. Right now, they're my kids.

So, my two week wait (2ww) is here. I go in April 3 for my pregnancy test. Until then, I consider myself pregnant. No caffeine (yikes!), migraine meds, alcohol, etc. And it begins...