I have been slacking, as usual. I like to blame it on my creative mind. It jumps from point A to Y to C to L and eventually it all gets done... yes... eventually.
I met my lovely IPs in person almost two weeks ago. They took us on an exploration of Philadelphia, which will be chronicled in my personal blog, since it does not really have to do with the surrogacy process. We got to see so much history, it was just incredible.
Here's how it went down.
First, I already told you that my uterine lining was not quite thick enough the first time. The second time, I got the go ahead and the phone call with my transfer dates. Here's the thing though, they can't give you an exact date because they really want to wait until the embryos are 5 days old and in the blastocyst stage. In the meantime, they have to check the embryos on day three to make sure they are progressing, and if they are progressing a little more rapidly than they expect, then they will have to so a day 3 transfer instead of day 5. This means that the carrier has to be in town from day 3 to day 5. This was actually kind of neat, because we got to Philly on Saturday night after a scary couple of hours where our flight got cancelled due to snow. We got to meet the IPs and they took us out to dinner at 10pm.
I am not sure if I have mentioned this, but my IPs are Chinese. I had mostly spoken with the intended father (IF) on the phone, due to the IM not being as comfortable with her English. It was so lovely to have conversations with her in person (her English is just fine, by the way.) We had wonderful conversation over wonderful food. They also brought gifts for us and for each of my three girls. I, of course, did show up with Graeter's chocolates in hand because anyone who has not been to Cincinnati needs to know the glory of Graeter's.
The next day was up in the air because it would be day 3 for the embryos, and I might have gotten a call early in the morning telling me to come in for the transfer. When we didn't get the call, my IPs picked us up at the hotel and took us to Liberty Square to see Independence Hall, the Liberty Bell, and the Constitution Center. Our next goal, which was to get an authentic philly cheesesteak sandwich, failed because it was freezing and the authentic places were all outdoor eating.
The next day, the IF had to work, so my husband and I went exploring on our own.
I am going to write about the transfer in a separate post because I don't want to get too long winded.