On the way to the doctor's office we saw the first pear and saucer magnolia buds of spring. They hadn't quite popped yet but were clearly getting ready to. I love pear blossoms so much and seeing them made me really happy. It felt like a good omen for new life and growth.
While X was being prepped, Josh and I signed the "yes, this is my child" paperwork. Josh's signature is the one that matters legally, but our very awesome fertility doctor encouraged me to sign my name next to his, "so it reflects reality". Did I mention she's awesome? So awesome.
J and I weren't allowed to be there for the actual embryo transfer, but it went quickly. As we were waiting, I realized that all of my "aaa not ready" feelings had been washed away and replaced with a serene sense of "yes, this is perfect". That was really nice. :) Then X emerged and we were all focused on them.
The doctor gave us printouts of the ultrasounds showing the beautiful thick uterine lining (thanks to progesterone supplementation) and the tiny little white spot that is the fluid surrounding the embryo. It looks like it's in a very cozy, happy place. I hope it makes itself at home.
We went out to the nearby Pain Quotidien for lunch--that's become our tradition, including a lot of jokes about eggs--and then we went home. We had second lunch around 4 and dinner at 7 and second dinner at 10. Apparently we all needed a lot of food to make up for getting up early to do an emotionally momentous (and, in X's case, physically taxing) thing.
Pregnancy test date is Sunday April 26 at home, confirmed Monday April 27 at the doctor's office. Thinking about that makes me jittery again, so I'm going to stop thinking about it and go to bed.