Today I hopeI started this blog in a day full of hope, a few days after I had two embryos transferred. That transfer did not work but after a few more attempts, our miracle baby is finally with us!
Blogs I Follow
- Ti'punch contre Ti'bout !
- bringing home the little fella
- dame lapin maman
- Association de patients de l'AMP et de personnes infertiles.
- Whatever works...
- my lady bits
- A Calm Persistence
- Waiting For Bumble
- Waiting for Baby Bird
- Fertility Doll
- A Few Pieces Missing From Normalcy - An Infertile Man's Perspective
- Jessica Hepburn's Blog
- Toolbox for Teachers
- Un coeur à mère
- Sailing On Uncharted Waters
- My Life As A Case Study
- Le blog de Lutine en PMA - VIVE LE DON !
- The Infernal Infertile
- Will Work For Baby
- endometrial biopsy
- frozen embryos
- international adoption
- social assistant
- My Tweets
Tag Archives: Anxiety
I left you last time with us having 16 eggs injected with ICSI. Of those only 6 have fertilised. Six is great, though after going from 26 to 16 and then to 6 I was fearing tragic news on the … Continue reading
I had a bit of a bad day yesterday. Mostly due to the fact that I feel a bit negatively about the outcome of this wait. I keep feeling the same things as the other times, even if somehow more … Continue reading
I’m five days into my TWW and so far it’s been going well. I’ve been behaving much better than the other times. I have done useful things to keep my mind elsewhere, like set up a new blog, email friends, … Continue reading
In the last few months I’ve had a little problem: I often find myself short of breath. It’s as if the air got blocked at the height of my breastbone and couldn’t get down. When this happen, instead of staying … Continue reading
Today I went to a really nice conference: interesting people, good atmosphere, etc. I was with a girlfriend and an ex colleague and he started saying that getting married didn’t mean anything, and that what really matters is having children together. … Continue reading
Until a few months ago, I would have never believed it if someone had told me I would start to love having someone stick needles on me. And yet, there is nothing better to a bad day/week. I like my … Continue reading