i believe that's the appropriate mantra.
friday saw us making a dash to our 2 remaining embryos. the day before 7 had been taken out of the deep freeze. i remember on wednesday evening me and c had talked about what was around the corner. wondering how things were going in the place where the white-coated-people are. thawing the embryos we made in april...how crazy-amazing is that? and we both felt quietly optimistic. so the next morning a phone call from the clinic took us by suprise. 3 hadn't survived the defrost and another 2 had gone overnight. it was a case of drop everything and go. it seemed the best bet was to get the transfer done straight away whilst we still had 2 good embryos...and so that's what we did.
and now we're home. and i'm not quite sure what to think. it's a bit like...did that all really happen yesterday?
today i've been to see my acupuncturist which made me feel a hundred times better. i lay there with the sunshine on my head. needles in my ears. and her soothing voice making me feel centred again.
putting the feet up and taking it easy now whilst we wait. bosco has gotten the laid-back-bug too. ciaran has kept me smiling. and my mum is coming to cook us a sunday dinner tomorrow. having her around will keep me positive. oh and the comfort of a roast potato...that's got to help!