While I was in the shower today, I started thinking about how we could have ended up with three kids if I hadn't miscarried. My first donor egg transfer, we transferred two embryos and one of them took. Unfortunately, it was a very sick baby with Trisomy 18 and didn't make it past 9 weeks. But, if that didn't happen and we went on to actually have that baby, we still would have had our two frozen embryos that resulted in Ayden and Rylee.
Then I went on to think about how with every transfer we did (which was only three, but still), I got pregnant. The first time I miscarried it was a chemical pregnancy with my own eggs. However short lived that was, that embryo still implanted briefly. Three transfers and each time, I had a bfp.
I can't help but think that if I didn't have crappy eggs and Tony didn't have crappy sperm, I might actually have been quite fertile.
Welcome to my crazy thoughts.
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