So, the doctor was supposed to call by 8:30 this morning if the transfer was to be pushed back until Sunday morning. Well 8:30 came and went with no phone call. I'm not going to lie. I was a bit disappointed because that meant that either our embryos weren't strong or we had lost some in the last 2 days. My phone rang at 8:42 and it was the doctor! All 5 of our embryos are thriving and dividing accordingly so our transfer is now scheduled for Sunday morning at 8:00 am. This gives me a little bit more confidence since our day 3 transfer last time resulted in a chemical pregnancy and our day 5 transfer resulted in our sweet, angel boy. Obviously, it's not guaranteed that we'll have success with this 5 day transfer, but our chance just went up a sliver. We'll take it. Any good news works for us right now. We're still proving the doctors wrong, which is great. Now I have 2 days to worry about how the embyros are developing and worrying about losing some before our transfer on Sunday morning. I guess there's worst positions to be in.
Last night, I went to pick up my shoes off the floor as I headed up to our bedroom for the night. By now, most of you probably know where this is going since it happens so often. On the ground by my shoe was a ladybug. I'm not sure if it was Nathan just saying hello or letting us know everything was going to be alright, but it made me sleep easier.
Here's to positive thoughts the next couple days and trust in God that this is part of His plan.
I can do all things through Christ which strengthen me. (Philippians 4:13)
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