The Waiting Game
I realized this morning that I kinda screwed myself here. We had no intentions of telling anyone when we got pregnant until the 2nd trimester because of our high risk for miscarriage. By publicly outing our IVF adventures, I suppose we'll tell you all once we know. We don't know. Yet.
On Sunday, April 15th two fertilized embryos were transferred into my uterus in a completely anti-climactic procedure in a sterile O.R. They gave me pictures of them and everything. M was in Atlanta on business, so my mother came into town to help me while I was on bed rest, and to give me my Progesterone shots. My arse is literally covered in bruises from the 1 1/2" needles and the thick oil the stuff comes in. It's nasty, but it will keep me pregnant.
On Tuesday the 24th we'll have our pregnancy test. I've been firmly warned NOT to take a home test before then since the drugs I'm on messes with everything and will be giving me false negatives and positives. Grrr. Six more days.
That said...Ladies and Gents, I give you...The Kids:
