Bruised and Broken:

Psalms 100: 1-5 is repeated in our household almost daily. It has brought us a bit of peace during this exhausting and painful experience.

It is again with heavy hearts that we announce to the world that the transfer didn't work.  I am not pregnant.  We are grieving and hurting but we know that God is ultimately in control.  He sees our pain and hears our cries of heartbreak.  While we don't pretend to understand any of this and the "why's" and anger and tears surface frequently, I have been praying that God would use this situation for His glory and that maybe some good can still come from it somehow.

I did get a positive pregnancy test over the weekend, then it sadly went away.  My body is just saying no for whatever reason.  I've tried not to blame not being able to try Intralipid infusions and I'm trying to not blame my RE. We wanted to adopt embryos, even if this transfer had worked but now we believe that my body will reject any we try to transfer.  Surrogacy is very much on the table but knowing that we will have to start over with IVF is daunting.

I once again thank all of you for the support over the past year.  I have an appt with my RE the beginning of March and we will go from there.