This time next week I will be 16 days pregnant. Ah, the wonders of modern science.
Our frozen embryo transfer will be Tuesday morning next week (May 20, 2014 to be exact). I am EXCITED! And totally freaking out, but mostly excited. Today is the first day I have begun to embrace excitement.
This morning I looked in the mirror and said “I am 9 days pregnant.” Why? Because I need to believe this is really happening. Not some time in the future, on transfer day (because I hate what that acronym, PUPO (pregnant until proven otherwise) portends (as in the possibility of being proven otherwise)), and not even on beta day. Right now.
Right this minute, I am pregnant. Hear me roar.