The “I” Word and The Stats

Infertility. Such an ugly word. A hopeless word. A word full of impossibilities and emptiness. A word I don’t like to say out loud because is feels like ick. It feels embarrassing. It feels shameful. It feels scary. Absolute. Final. What I’ve learned over the past year and a half (while educating myself about theContinue reading “The “I” Word and The Stats”

Transfer Day

Today is transfer day. Today we transfer an embryo (blastocyst) and pray that it attaches to my uterus, and grows into a healthy full term baby. We are excited, nervous, and afraid to be excited “just in case it doesn’t work.” But we have come this far in our journey to extend our family, andContinue reading “Transfer Day”