I got the call from the senior embryologist at 9am. Only one of the five made it to a blastocyst today. It was noted one may become a blastocyst by tomorrow. I confirmed we still want to do PGT-A testing. Our one embryo will be biopsied today and then frozen. I’ll await to hear if we have another embryo tomorrow.

Yes, cliche, we’ve survived all of our worst days to this point. Yet, I am feeling defeated in this moment with this news. Some where in my gut I knew the numbers weren’t going to be in our favor. Of course, B, still graciously reminds me we only need one.

I called to tell him the news and he said what’s the gender 😂. Got to love him. Technically, you don’t need to know the gender when you do genetic testing but we are opting to find out.

This five day wait has been a nightmare and then to wait another two to three weeks for genetic testing to be returned. Not the mention the price tag is astronomical when you only have the ability to send one or two embryos out of the eight possible slots.

I toy with the idea of just saying let’s do one more cycle yet not sure if insurance would cover another cycle this year. Even if not, maybe figure out a way to pay for it. Or just Hail Mary it and just trust the process that this will be the little embryo that could.

I’ll sit with these feelings today and feel them. I know this isn’t the end and this feeling won’t last forever. IVF is a taxing process through and through, hence IVF warriors. I’ll be okay, one day at a time. Once I get the call tomorrow I’ll reach out to my doctor to inquire what the next steps are aside from reporting the start of my cycle. Until tomorrow.

-A