I know I've kept quiet since our IVF transfer fail, but I honestly didn't know what to say. In fact, I hardly knew what to think. It's hard having so many failed attempts and hearing the usual, "don't worry. It'll happen. Just stay positive." The truth is, no one can predict our fate. So "assuring me" that our time is coming, doesn't assure me at all.
Recently a friend of mine reached out with the most heartfelt message, that I felt really encompassed my emotions. She told me that she'd been thinking about me but stopped herself from sending a message because "it would be impossible for [her] to put [herself] in my shoes and imagine what [she'd] want [her] loved ones to say that could possible help." She wasn't trying to make me "feel better," because she's right, nothing that anyone says can do that for me. She didn't compare me to "someone else" she knows that had a miscarriage, or ectopic pregnancy, yet went on to have babies etc. She understood that 0-4 is a devastating "score" that stares me in the face on a daily basis.
All that being said, Sean and I began medications again on the 14th of December to prep for our next Transfer. All of my ultrasounds and blood work have looked great leading up to the transfer...which is TOMORROW.
So, here's to making 2025 the year for a Huse baby. 5th times the charm right?? <3 Prayers appreciated!
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