Last night we triggered. Retrieval tomorrow at 9 a.m. When the nurse called me, she rattled off all of our instructions and told me that my 3 day transfer would be Wednesday, and my pregnancy test would be June 13th. I almost started crying. I'm overwhelmed by the fact that tomorrow afternoon I'll be technically pregnant. That my babies will be created. That there is an actual chance I might become a mother. Overwhelming.
My husband said to me, "Do you know that the actual date of conception would be your birthday?" Ummm. Yeah. I do. He admits he's a little slow. We were able to cancel our birthday plans and get our money back, so that's good.
I'm trying to be hopefuly without gettin my hopes up.