You were very hard to come by.
You first grew inside me as one of 16 eggs that I took shots of fertility medicine over the course of 8 days in order to grow.
Then, on July 18, 2018, Dr. Gordon put me under anesthesia and took you out of me. You were one of 11 embryos that fertilized that day.
5 days later, you were one of 9 embryos still growing in your petri dish. Cells from your future placenta were biopsied and sent to the lab and then you were frozen in liquid nitrogen!
About a week later we got the results from the lab. You were one of 4 embryos that had the right combination of chromosomes. 3 boys, 1 girl.
At this point, Dad and I had to wait for the right timing to put you back in me to grow. The problem was that Aunt Cara and Uncle Kevin were getting married the same weekend that was perfect timing. So we rolled the dice and hoped that the day we got back would work out.
On September 17, 2018, Dad and I went in for Transfer Day! I asked them to pick the best looking embryo (that was you!) to transfer. But I didn't want to know if you were the girl or one of the boys. After transfer, we had to wait two weeks to find out if you stuck.
After about a week I felt funny. I didn't want to get my hopes up, but I thought it was a possibility I was pregnant with you. I was a little extra grumpy and hoped there was a reason for it!
October 1st I went in to get my blood drawn. Later that day, they called and left a message on my phone. I waited until I got home and Dad and I could listen to the results together.
You were the first time I had ever gotten a positive. Over the next few days I kept going in to get my blood drawn to make sure you kept sticking - and you did!
We didn't waste any time telling EVERYONE. So many people in our lives were hoping and praying for you; we wanted to share the good news right away.
You first grew inside me as one of 16 eggs that I took shots of fertility medicine over the course of 8 days in order to grow.
Then, on July 18, 2018, Dr. Gordon put me under anesthesia and took you out of me. You were one of 11 embryos that fertilized that day.
5 days later, you were one of 9 embryos still growing in your petri dish. Cells from your future placenta were biopsied and sent to the lab and then you were frozen in liquid nitrogen!
About a week later we got the results from the lab. You were one of 4 embryos that had the right combination of chromosomes. 3 boys, 1 girl.
At this point, Dad and I had to wait for the right timing to put you back in me to grow. The problem was that Aunt Cara and Uncle Kevin were getting married the same weekend that was perfect timing. So we rolled the dice and hoped that the day we got back would work out.
On September 17, 2018, Dad and I went in for Transfer Day! I asked them to pick the best looking embryo (that was you!) to transfer. But I didn't want to know if you were the girl or one of the boys. After transfer, we had to wait two weeks to find out if you stuck.
After about a week I felt funny. I didn't want to get my hopes up, but I thought it was a possibility I was pregnant with you. I was a little extra grumpy and hoped there was a reason for it!
October 1st I went in to get my blood drawn. Later that day, they called and left a message on my phone. I waited until I got home and Dad and I could listen to the results together.
You were the first time I had ever gotten a positive. Over the next few days I kept going in to get my blood drawn to make sure you kept sticking - and you did!
We didn't waste any time telling EVERYONE. So many people in our lives were hoping and praying for you; we wanted to share the good news right away.
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