In December 2017, we did another FET. This time around, I was preparing for the worst. It didn’t work the first time, so I didn’t want to get my hopes up. That’s one thing you do when you are going through infertility, hope for the best but prepare for the worst. On December 23rd I took a home pregnancy test. I wanted to know before Christmas if this had worked. I assumed it would be negative. Except this time, it wasn’t. There was a nice line and no denying it. I told my husband, and we went through the holidays cautiously optimistic. After my first blood draw, I had a very high hCG number and it continued to double like it should. The further along I got, my anxiety never went away. I worried through my entire pregnancy that this little baby would be taken away from me. But it wasn’t and in September 2018, we welcomed a beautiful baby girl, Josephine. She was pure perfection and had the sweetest dimples I ever saw.
In August 2019, we decided to try and give our JoJo a sibling. We had another FET and, again, it didn’t work. This time around, I was prepared for that and we went back to back. We transferred again in October 2019 and found out that we would be expecting a baby boy in July 2020. We welcomed our son, Bennett, and he too had those two dimples that are to die for.