On January 22, 2018, we transferred our only genetically normal embryo to my uterus.
I took an UBER into the city because my husband had to drop off Sebastian at school. I arrived about half an hour early and walked around the block. St. Patrick's Cathedral was on the corner, and it was so neat to see, as it has some significance in my family history. The story I was told was that my maternal grandfather who was in the navy in WWII prayed at this church as he was headed out on a ship on which his chances of survival were slim. He prayed that he would make it home alive and promised that if he did he would name his next son Patrick. AND... I have an Uncle Patrick.
I also pray that this transfer works. And although the name we picked out isn't Patrick I still hope a new son comes into our family and walking past the church may have brought me some luck. Although, I have Dr. Braverman on my side so I am feeling optimistic already. Still, I will take whatever luck or prayers I can get, because nothing is guaranteed.
The procedure went really well. You have to have a full bladder and the doctor prescribed a valium. The mood in the room was light hearted. And, this clinic does a stand up job of covering the patient and having the lights off as they should, unlike another clinic I transferred with in the past. I am really happy with the job they do doing transfers at this clinic. They also allow your husband in the room which I think is very very nice. The experience is really cool. Here's a little video I am so happy I was able to capture.
After the transfer you lay down for a while. Even though husbands are allowed in the room Wesley had to drop Sebastian off and arrived about 10 mins after the transfer - so he just missed it. But we were able to walk around the city for a little while and have a nice breakfast together at Clement at the Peninsula Hotel, which one of my absolute favorite restaurants in the city.
I love Clement because they care about using quality ingredients and they pay special attention to food intolerances. I had the huevos rancheros with no gluten and diary and then I followed up with some of their oysters. The oysters there are so very delicious. Yes, oysters for breakfast ... pregnancy cravings already?!
As we walked to the garage we passed the LOVE sign in midtown. So we took a photo of me celebrating being PUPO. PUPO is an acronym in the infertility world which means Pregnant Unless Proven Otherwise.
It was such a lovely morning and I was feeling super zen and optimistic. Now it's time to just relax and pray for a healthy implantation. I will keep you posted with my home pregnancy tests I will be taking soon.