This time around has been a lot less exciting working up to our frozen embryo transfer. The good news is my stomach doesn't look like a basketball and I am not in complete pain from the egg retrieval. I also didn't/haven't had to take a million shots each day like our IVF cycle. I thought the most nerve wracking thing would be the wait to see if our embryos thawed. I quickly changed my mind on that. The scariest part is what if I get another positive for it only to end in devastation again.
I have decided that the emotional roller coaster ride the past three and a half months has been crazy (poor J!). I remember all the excitement last time around and now we are just going with the flow of things. There is a glimmer of hope but not so much excitement. I also have enjoyed that not everybody knows what is going on or where we are in things...yes, here I am blabbing anyway so what does it matter? lol. The point being everything feels so *right* but I thought that the last time and that scares me.
I am so ready to pick out normal names and contemplate spelling them in ridiculous ways. Think Mason as Maycen or Natalie spelt Natileigh. Seriously? No worries from us. Imagine those poor children trying to write their name in kindergarten or the amount of times their teacher will spell it wrong throughout their childhood. Sadly, they will never find a keychain or a coffeecup on one of those racks at the store with your name on it. I do vow to have normal names and normal spellings/
Bring on the babies,