Impregnated and Hopeful!

I would like to begin by saying thank you so much to everyone who has sent a message of support. I am overwhelmed! I would also like to say, excitedly and tentatively that for now, today, I am pregnant. When I say pregnant, I mean I have one little embryo on board. It looks very cute. I suspect it is a ginger. I so hope it makes it!

After the school run this morning I went back to my acupuncture man where I had needles in my head, tummy, elbows and shins. I was feeling so relaxed I almost leaped off the bed when a patient in another bed's phone rang INCREDIBLY loudly. Not only that but she took the phone call. It did sound like it was a wee bit important but I was a bit pissed off that my relaxation had been interrupted. I thought about calling her a bitch, but I decided on concentrating on making my uterus feel motherly. After an hour I was ready to journey to the Clinic to get myself up the duff.

The procedure was relatively quick. I once again needed to strip off and display my privates to even more stranger but I did get to see what is hopefully going to be our new wee sprog. I hope to post an image when they email it through. I was impregnated fairly quickly, having identified my name on the petrie dish (here's hoping there aren't any black couples with the same name) and up it went on a floppy skewer like thing. And that was it. It's a tiny little thing, not visible to the naked eye. Specifically, at this stage of development, the embryo is called a blastocyst. I hope it shall continue to go forth and multiply.

I was told that of my 8 microbabies, 3 had already died. One was a blastocyst and four more are the stage before blastocyst. They need to be blastocysts before they are suitable to freeze and will be checked later this afternoon and again, if not ready, in the morning. I so hope they make it so that I have a back up plan. I am trying not to dwell on what happens if we're unsuccessful in our baby making. So far I've been amazingly positive and relaxed. I say amazing because I am not the world's most chilled out person. I am a stress kitten of evil proportions. I have a patient husband.

After implantation, although I still like to call it impregnation, I went back to the Acupuncture clinic. For another hour I lay, thinking fertile thoughts, with 5 needles in my head, one in my tummy, one in each of my shins and two very painful little bastards in my big toes. Still, my blood flow must hopefully be perfect and I guess we have to wait and see. I have to shove progesterone pessaries up my lady place three times a day until I have a pregnancy test in a few weeks and if positive, the pessary shoving shall continue for many more weeks to optimise safe harbouring of Little Ivy F. NOT that I am naming that baby until it is a baby.

In the meantime, on with life I go. I would kill for a wine, seriously, but hopefully I won't have a drink for many a month. Here's to the promise of a maybe baby!!!

                    A blastocyst (day 5). This is not my one, mine is much cuter!!!