You can tell me something that you want to be kept secret, and it really will go NOWHERE. Not even when you out yourself...I'll play dumb.
I have a few secrets too. Some will go with me to the grave. Some get shared every now and then down the road when I feel like they are no longer "secret-worthy" because really, I think keeping some secrets can make one sick, and I try not to have many.
I also try to be pretty transparent when writing on this blog because I'd like Luke to know it's ok to feel what one feels, but also because I realize other people read and have been very kind in sending me thanks for being 'real' and 'honest.'
I was planning on keeping a secret, though. This morning, I got a phone call from Dr. K, with a report and his recommendations. It made me nervous, but I trust him, especially since he is UBER conservative with me.
I know lots of people were watching FB for updates as to what we are doing, and so I made the post that we were transferring the two little engines that were still chugging along.
And we did.
We also transferred a third. Three embryos.
I wasn't going to tell anyone that. Dr. K recommended it, based on my age, history, the fact that the third was rescued, this is our last cycle etc...he, who has always said, "No more than two, no more than two," now said three. The lab concurred. The transferring doctor concurred. No one feels like this is overly aggressive.
I don't either.
But I wasn't going to say anything publicly because frankly, people can be mean. They can (and are) be very, very, very kind. Very supportive. Very encouraging.
They can also be very, very mean and judgmental and honestly, I didn't want to hear anything should there be any multiples and/or any issues.
I can see it now..."You brought this on yourself..."
That's not how I feel, but I can certainly see people throwing that at me. So, in the interest of not hearing, "I told you so," down the road, I was just going to keep it very closely to a few that we transferred three.
I feel good about it. I prayed for clear and purposed decisions and there was exactly that. I am not feeling like multiples will be an issue, and I will not have the, "What if..." regrets.
This is the "No Regrets" cycle, and I feel really peaceful about it. Would have liked less stress to get here, but this is just what I was praying for.
October 10 we find out. A long time, but when looking at days left with John, I will not even think about wishing them away. For now, we have time together and I was able to welcome some little embryos back 'home'.
Here they are....The two in each corner are the original little engines that could...and the one in the middle is quite a fighter.
The three pictures from my three 3-Day transfers...Matthew's in the middle and Luke is on the right. Have NO clue how they compare, but hearing they look great is good enough for me.