So we went through IVF again.
Since we had already done this once, our doctor knew what worked and what did not.
He was able to change our meds up.
Ken is an excellent nurse gave me, yet again, many shots.
There were only a couple of times that I had to give myself shots.
I prefer someone else to do it.
The day finally came for my egg retrieval.
I was still so numb and just went through the motions.
We got a call later on with healthy numbers, and we praised GOD.
I had been through this before, so I still could not fully celebrate.
We just took each phone call as it came, not allow ourselves to go in either direction.
We also had a great cheering section, who with every update, gave praise and continued to lift us up in prayer.
We went in a few days later to have our egg transfer. Our doctor had initially discussed putting three fertilized eggs in, but when we got there, he was only going to do two.
Only two, because our eggs were the best of the best. We were so thankful.
It is amazing to watch this process and just watch these sweet, small blastocysts enter your body and cause such great wonder.
You can feel the prayers going up in the room from everyone involved.
You go home happy and then have to face the two week wait.
Thank goodness I started my new job and was greatly distracted with that.
It came time for the pregnancy test, and we decided to just do blood work and wait for the call.
You must know at the point, my nurse saves her best phone calls for last.
I can totally understand that.
So I got my pregnancy call at 12:00 p.m. and not the normal 3:00ish.
I just started crying because I knew what the answer was.
Christine laughed and said, "YOU ARE PREGNANT."
She gave me my numbers and they were 10 times better than they were the first time around.
So much hope!
But you still are waiting for the shoe to drop, so celebrating was limited.