Two years ago today we went in for our egg transfer.
It was St. Patrick’s Day which kind of goes along with a “feeling lucky” theme so I couldn’t help but think it was a good omen for us. How could we not “get lucky” on St. Patrick’s Day? After months of endless doctor appointments, countless shots, pills, vitamins and medications, and several unpleasant procedures- our first go with IVF simply had to work.
I remember being hopeful that it would, but I was not unfamiliar with failed fertility procedures either so I knew that there would be a chance that it would not be successful.
But our transfer landing on St. Patty’s Day gave me a little extra glimmer of hope on this day two years ago.
Looking back I can see how even though we did not end up with a baby from IVF- all was not lost.