I am officially pregnant until proven otherwise! We transferred two blasts (five day transfer) this morning. Our embryos were busy last night... busy growing and improving! Yes the quality definitely improved since yesterday. Things were no longer looking anything close to bleak. I could breath again.
The embryo transfer itself was surprisingly painless for me. I was expecting it to be something similar to the hysterosonogram given that there was a catheter involved but I honestly felt nothing. I originally went in with the same attitude as the egg retrieval... that being that ignorance is bliss when it comes to me knowing what they are actually doing to me, but given the lack of pain or discomfort I actually watched the embryos on the screen... I even have a picture.
I never enlightened you on our great embryo debate... that is the debate on how many embryos to transfer. I knew from day one of this cycle that I wanted to transfer two. Back in the days of complete in vitro ignorance, I thought I would definitely only transfer one... I never wanted to be a Kate plus eight or anything even close. Once I actually learned how invasive this whole process really is, I pretty much forgot that idea and thought that two would be better. My Husband was largely in agreement but did waiver when we talked about the possibility of having a bunch of great embryos to freeze. Needless to say, after our call from the doctor yesterday the decision was unanimous... two would be our magic number.
So here I sit feeling quite hopeful, somewhat overwhelmed and completely exhausted.
Did I mention that my pregnancy blood test is scheduled for the morning of my birthday? I will take that as a lucky sign!