Thursday, August 30, 2012
Leaving the clinic, I send my BFF a text: "Just got done at a follow-up dr. appt - those two eggs didn't mature enough to freeze so I got 9 instead of 11."
"Oh. Hmm. I kinda thought 11 kids would be more than you'd be able to handle anyways. 9 sounds reasonable." He responds.
I laugh out loud and realize that if I'm truly honest with my over-achiver self, no matter what the egg count, I would have wanted more. I remind myself to be grateful that during my journey I had a fantastic support group, minimal discomfort and finally made it to the end with positive results - multiple eggs! Plus, those nine eggs are seriously the coolest thing I've ever seen.