IVF 2.0 - Transfer

I'm officially knocked up!

It was a great weekend with 7 of my sorority sisters at my place on Saturday for our annual Spring overnight gathering.  The transfer was always in the back of my head but it was a great time, lots of laughs and distraction.

This morning two of the girls dropped me off at the RE office.  My acupuncturist, A, met me there for Before & After treatments.

At the end of my Before treatment, Dr. T came in and gave me an update on my 6 embabies.  Four were really healthy 8-cells beginning to move into the morula stage.  She said they looked better today than any of the others from IVF1.0 on day 3.  The other two were 6-cell and still growing.

I am very happy Dr. T came in to do my transfer because I knew she would be the doctor I trusted the most to help me decide how many to transfer.  She knows me, my history, my case, everything.  She advised I transfer the 4 strongest ones.  I said "Four, really"? At that moment I wasn't so worried about my IVF failing as I was about what if my IVF is too successful?  


We talked about the number and she said (not direct quotes but context of discussion) based on my past attempts that this is the best way I can contribute to my success.  And in the off chance I would get pregnant with multiples, there is always the real possibility only one would make it to term.  That's my goal, one healthy baby making it to term.  I would still be thrilled with two (that's just not my goal)!!  There was a lot more to the discussion but those were some of the key points I recall from my valium haze.

Had any other doctor at the practice have told me to transfer four, I don't think I would have done it... but I trust Dr. T.  The other two will continue to grow in the lab and we will see if they make it to freeze (I'd LOVE it if they did).

I do think I'm going to be a bit closed mouthed about the number I transferred, outside of the blog world.  I expect people who don't get it (dealing with infertility) to pass judgment.  I don't want to have to justify my decision on this, I just don't.  I shouldn't have to.

So A drove me home after treatment (talk about a full-service acupuncturist).  Several of the girls were still here, finishing cleaning up and waiting on me to make sure I get settled (and didn't move).  I got settled on the couch and we all just hung out and talked some more.  Then one by one they left.  Except for D.

D decided she was going to hang out longer and wait on me, making sure my butt didn't get up.  This is not only sweet, but D had been out of town all week.  She had just gotten in on Friday night and turned around and came for our girls night mid-day Saturday.  So now, she's giving up her Sunday to take care of me... D has a husband and 3 kids (8, 7 and 5) at home, laundry to be done, homework to be finished, but she's hanging with me.

AND, D's husband and kids picked up a late lunch and came over to hang out too!  The kids cuddled up on the couch with me and we watched Ella Enchanted.  Then they played upstairs and with the dogs. Finally I sent them home around 5pm.

I've got the greatest friends!