The day is here.
My bags are packed, my bladder is full (as instructed), and I am on my way to get pregnant.
God willing.
I still haven’t decided exactly how many embryos to transfer. I came to the conclusion last night that I should wait to speak to the embryologist. From the beginning there was part of me that said this wasn’t a decision I would be able to make until the last moment, and now that seems to be coming true. I tried too much to nail down a hard and fast answer, when really; there are no hard and fast answers in this process. All you can do is go with your gut. All you can do is hope and pray that you’ve made the right decision.
All you can do is what feels right.
And I’m hoping I will know what feels right once I have the chance to talk to someone about the state of those little embies.
What I do know is that today is the day I am getting pregnant. Today is the day that my family begins.
July 15.
The day my dream to be a mother came true.
All the rest?
It will fall into place the way it is supposed to.
ADSPACE
