As soon as I was cleared by my OB and RE to carry again, we got started on the process. We were set up to transfer on August 8. It failed. Then we tried again on October 16. It failed again. This was so tough because as much as I hurt for me, I hurt more for her. She deserved this just as much as any of the other families- why wasn't it working??? My labs were great, my linings were great, meds were doing what they were supposed to be doing. I wore my special socks, I ate the pancake and soup and french fries just like every other time. The only thing that was different was the age of the embryos. But that shouldn't even matter! I know so many surrogates that have given birth to beautiful babies that started out as less than great embryos.
So here we are again. We changed up our meds protocol a bit. My body responded beautifully and did just as it was supposed to. I feel good. My husband is accompanying me this time as my good luck charm. I have new lucky socks and a new green shirt. Everyone has painted their toes green- even my two sons and husband. I am leaving nothing to chance lol!!!

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