It was a great morning.
We transferred 2 embryos.
An 8 cell and a 5 cell.

An 8 cell is as good as it gets for a day 3 transfer. Embryos can be fragmented but still viable, my two were not fragmented at all. DH and I are very pleased and feel as though we’ve leapt a large hurdle. Our last ivf left us with one 4 cell to transfer. After that, we feared we were simply unable to create normal embryos. Today’s result has calmed our fears. There are many hurdles ahead of us, implantation being the most vexing, but what happened today has renewed our hope.

Now, my plan is to relax on the couch for the remainder of the day. The only drawback is Lifetime is showing reruns. Heck, I’m feeling so good today I’d watch ESPN (okay, I take that back, I’m happy, not crazy.)

Thank you all for your support, will check back in soon.

Dare I say it… the 2 embryos are still alive… and growing.
Transfer tomorrow at 9:30.
Won’t say anymore because I’m way too superstitious, fearful of jinxing anything.

Except, may I take a moment to say,

OH MY FREAKIN’ GOODNESS, THEY ARE ALIVE!
ALIVE, I TELL YOU, ALIVE!

Picture an old movie, mad scientist raising his hands to heaven screeching

ALIVE, THEY ARE ALIVE!

and you’ve got a picture of what is going on in my head.

Prayers, good karma, positive vibes needed. Thanks.

Got the fertilization report today. Out of 8 eggs retrieved, 6 were mature and 2 fertilized. If those 2 keep up the good work, we will transfer on Sunday. I’m nervous. I had 2 that fertilized in my last cycle and one of them arrested, or stopped growing (i.e. died) before making it to transfer, thus leaving me with one embryo at transfer. Of course, that cycle ended in a negative pregnancy test, I’m trying to push those thoughts out of my mind and keep my eye on the ball with this current cycle.

I’m hopeful, but cautious.

At times, I feel as though I’m standing on a train track watching a train coming toward me, unable to get out of the way. It’s a nightmare in slow motion, I see disaster approaching yet I’m unable to get out of it’s path. Then my thoughts usually turn toward optimism as I remind myself that I had two good eggs in my batch of 6. Thirty-three percent fertilization is a respectable number. So, I get happy, light-hearted, looking ahead- only to see the train approaching again. I feel certain I will, one day, look back on my cycles or this blog and wonder how I got through it. Kind of like the way I look back at junior high- how the heck did I get out of there alive and sane?

The nurse will call me tomorrow and tell me how the little ones are doing. I’ll do my best to check back in and give an update.

Thanks for being there.