What a week.
I had a nice vacation with my Sweetie. I also remembered that traveling with a toddler is not very predictable, so I obviously did not get a chance to update over here.
We finally heard that our agency has a surrogate candidate for us to talk to. Hopefully we can get that scheduled ASAP (I would have done it today if possible! Yes, I’m just slightly anxious and eager to keep the ball rolling). Even a bigger hope is that she will like us. I can’t even devote enough time here to the anxiety I have about talking to a surrogate. It’s like internet dating on steroids. I may have a slightly skewed vision of the current industry of surrogacy, but it seems to me that there are many, many Intended Parents (IP) to every Gestational Surrogate (GS) out there. We are definitely not the ones in demand, so I feel very helpless in this all. I guess I don’t really know how a surrogate chooses who to carry for, and it is just beyond my capability to put myself in her shoes (given my history of being a failure at pregnancy).
Provera started working, finally. So, if we want to, the clock is ticking on me deciding about doing a FET. I say ‘me’ because my dear husband thinks this is just a non-question. Of course we should try again in my body that has killed multiple normal babies. Yep, makes total sense. (end sarcasm) Yes, we fortunately have a handful of embryos to work with, but by no means do we have unlimited options. I refuse to do another complete IVF retrieval cycle, so once our frozen embabies are gone, we are done.
So I need fingers crossed that we make some progress. Any progress. Towards a healthy, living baby at the end of 9 months.