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Friday Flashback: The early bird gets the… uh… embryos??

Posted Mar 04 2011 10:48am

Sticky Feet’s Friday feature is Friday Flashback. I hope you’ll enjoy some of my posts from the original Sticky Feet blog. As I look through the archives, it is amazing how much things change…. but yet, how much things stay the same!

The post below was originally posted on March 9, 2007.

Did I mention that we had to be at the clinic at 5:30 this morning? Yep, it was quite the early morning!

But, I’m proud to present to you the newest additions to our lovely embryo family. Meet J and K. J is a beautiful 8 cell and K is a 7 cell.

We were told (as we are always told) that they look beautiful.

When Dr. J came to the holding room to get me he asked, “so how many are we transferring?” With a smile on my face I asked “three?” We talked for a few minutes and I finally told him that I trust him and that if he thinks two is what we should do, then we will do two. So two it is.

On the drive home Mike and I both agreed that the only reason he was probably willing to transfer three is that the others don’t look so hot. I’m not holding out any hope for frosties this time. But if I can just get one of these to stick then “frosties, shmosties.”

Mike and I drove over last night and I was really glad that we did. When the alarm went off at 4:45 I did not want to get out of bed — even if it was for an embryo transfer!

The Valium kicked me on my butt and even though we got home early (early enough that Mike went ahead and made the commute to work!) I managed to sleep most of the day away. Strange drugs just don’t sit well with me I guess.

Let the 2ww begin!

My thoughts, 4 years later…

It is nearly impossible for me to believe that it was only 4 years ago that we conceived Bo.

One of those little embryos climbed in Clara’s crib this morning and tickled her to wake her up, refused to eat the oatmeal I made and fed it to his sister instead, and ran up and down the hallway like a banshee with a toy shopping cart.

What a difference a few years can make.

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