Yesterday was transfer day. We had our last set of embryos "returned" to us for our frozen embryo transfer. Out of our remaining 4 embryos, 2 survived the thaw. One was a grade 3, one a grade 2 (out of possible grade 4). This made the decision with how many to transfer much easier because we were only comfortable transferring 2 anyway. God definitely took that stress away. During the transfer, the RE inserts the embryos through a catheter into my uterus, then the embryologist is standing there to examine the catheter through the microscope to make sure the embryos are not left in the catheter. So while she was checking the catheter, I said that "this is it", we didn't want to leave anything here, especially since we didn't have any frozen embryos left. My RE said, "Yes, 'No Embryo Left Behind' today", which we all thought was funny.
It's true, we have - whatever the outcome - completed this cycle of our life that began 5 years ago. In fact, our first transfer for our son was 5 years ago tomorrow. It's interesting to think about what I thought would have happened in these last 5 years. I thought my family would have at least 1 more child in it, if not 2. And for some optimistically strange reason, I thought I would never see all 8 of the frozen embryos again. Strangely, sitting here now I consider myself blessed to have seen with my own eyes all 10 embryos that my DH, myself and God created. How many people can say that?
So for now we just wait...again! We've done all we can, it is up to God to do the rest. I'll spend the next 2 days resting and meditating and the next 2 weeks anxiously waiting. Most importantly through this I'll be praying that we get another answered prayer.
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