Theo and I were trying to patiently wait for the genetic results to come back on our 11 embryos; however, this wait was not as quick as I had expected it to be. We finished our 2nd round of IVF on April 12th and were scheduled to speak to our genetic counselor on May 8th. Three and a half weeks may not sound like a lot, but when you feel like the fate and timing of your family are in the balance, it feels so much longer.

Theo and I headed out on vacation for our 5th anniversary in the first week of May. I told Theo I wanted to call before we left to see if there was “magically an appointment opening for earlier.” Luckily, there was!

On our fifth anniversary, May 4th, there was an opening early in the morning. We decided we must take advantage of the opportunity to snag the appointment.

When we got on Zoom, we talked to our genetic counselor and expressed how we didn’t want to know the gender until after we found out if we would have a successful pregnancy. (We thought it would be one less thing to worry about).

We continued to discuss our results. Of the 11 embryos, five were considered genetically compromised, five were deemed viable for implant, and 1 was a mystery. We still call this embryo a “mystery” because we have no idea any information on it. There wasn’t enough DNA pulled to be able to run any genetic testing on it. (Note: Theo and I have decided not to speak specifics on genetic results; however, we are ONLY implanting embryos that are considered viable and safe genetically.)

Five embryos don’t sound like a lot, but it was plenty for us wanting about two earthly children! We were relieved.

After our appointment, we got the genetic results via MyChart. I took a look at them, as I was curious about the report. Theo and I’s jaws dropped. The genders of all of our embryos were listed. Honestly, this sent me into a tailspin. I wasn’t ready to know the gender, and knowing we only had one viable girl and four boys was hard to swallow.

Would I lose my only chance for a girl?

Theo and I spent a lot of time talking this through, and I proceeded to call my mom and dad. I was just so scared and anxious. However, my mom reminded me I desired to be a mom and loved having a boy. My mom’s words gave me peace about our embryos.

After the results set in, Theo and I couldn’t wait to become earthly parents again. But we had to wait to get on the implant calendar…You would think we would be used to waiting, but it was still tough.