People keep asking me if I'm excited, and I've found myself answering "yes" absently as I wonder to myself if I am. I know my DH is excited, as he has told me so several times this week.
I am excited that my two close friends are coming to stay with me, and that they will have the opportunity to go into the room with me during the transfer if they want to.
I am excited that we have this opportunity and that I didn't have to take any shots this time to get to this point.
I am excited that it's significantly less money to do this transfer than it was to do a fresh IVF cycle.
But I realized today that I'm not letting myself get excited about the upcoming transfer yet because we don't even know for certain that it will happen.
We could be ready to go on Monday morning, or even on our way to the clinic (as it's quite a drive) and receive a call that the embryo didn't survive the thaw.
When people ask me how they can pray, I tell them to pray for a safe and successful thaw for our embryo. After that occurs, then I can start thinking about our desire for it to implant and grow and make my uterus it's home for the next nine months.
Right now, I just want the precious thing to survive the thaw.