*Trigger Warning: this post contains a photo of the Bean Sprout. Proceed with that awareness*
The 30th of March marked one year to the day that we did the embryo transfer for our first IVF cycle. That was, fortunately, the cycle that resulted in my now 3 and a half month old Bean Sprout! It’s crazy to think back on that time while I hold my wiggly boy. To know that was the day he was placed back inside me and began to grow into this person.
It’s incredibly surreal, actually. Not many people know when they actually fell pregnant. I know not only the day his embryo was formed but the day that he went back inside me. His blastocyst picture is in his baby book. How’s that for trippy?! It’s important to me that he always knows how he was conceived/born. I have no shame from using IVF to conceive. I will want him to know, I tell anyone who asks about him pretty much anyways.
He will know he was deeply wanted. He will know that science is cool. He will know that we loved him very early on. He will know that we chose life for him and did our best to make it so. He will know about our journey to get him and, if he wants, he can read this blog.
I was looking back over last year’s posts from my IVF cycle. It was intense. IVF ended up being one of the biggest hurdles I’ve ever gone through in my life. It was emotionally and physically exhausting. But on this day, “transfer day”, I will pause and celebrate the miracle that is science. I will celebrate the baby bouncing on my knee and kiss his chubby cheek deeply. I will know that I am lucky and that I have fought hard for this happiness. And I will smile.
(Bean Sprout as a day5 AB Hatching Blasto
Bean Sprout now at 3.5 months old!)