Golden Retrival

March 7^th came, 36 hours later, and we arrived for our egg retrieval. I was a WRECK. Like a full on, ugly crying, hot mess. I am super paranoid about anesthesia and waking up from it (lots of bad experiences) but my sweet nurse assured me that all would be fine. I woke up and was told they got three perfect, mature eggs. We would be getting a call the next day to tell us how many fertilized! I cried I was so happy, I was still thinking that at least we would have one frostie to save for later. Three kids is really ok with me! I’ve wanted four but at least we won’t have to buy a bigger car. (This is what goes through my head allll the time.) We went back to the hotel and I rested and made phone calls and snuggled Jason. We got the call the next day- we had two embryos that looked ok, and the third wasn’t quite there. I prayed so hard that it would catch up to the others and we could save it for later. It was a LONG two days until the transfer. We spent the time with the Browns and the with one of Jason’s old companions from his mission. We got to meet up with one of my ttc sisters as well- perfect timing that we both happened to be in Utah at the same time! We also got to have dinner with my family in Utah. I was so homesick the entire time we were there and it was so so so so nice to spend some time with them.