It’s May the 4th! Lots of people celebrate it as Star Wars day, but we have a different reason to celebrate. May 4th, 2016 was the date of our first ultrasound after our first transfer. It was at 6 weeks, and we were so excited to see if one or both of the embryos that we’d transferred had survived.
We arrived at the appointment and were blindsided by the news that I’d miscarried. Because of all the hormones I was taking to keep my body in pregnancy mode, I hadn’t had any signs of a miscarriage. We were heartbroken, but still had the hope of our remaining two embryos.
We transferred those two embryos in August, and soon after found out that I was pregnant again. We were more nervous this time going in to the 6-week ultrasound, but there was a tiny heartbeat! One of our embryos had survived. We were sad to have lost the other one, but excited to see the flicker of life on that little screen.
And the due date? May 4th.
So here we are, a year later, with not just one but two little babies to snuggle & thank God for. This adoption and pregnancy has been a long process, but God has blessed us and taught us so much through it. If you’re new to the story, go here to read about our journey from the beginning. If you’ve been with us since the beginning, thank you for your prayers and support along the way.