FET #3: Or, meet Tooty and FruityApril 17, 2006 at 6:06 pm | Posted in First Comes Love - Then Comes... GonalF?, We are Family | 12 Comments
Otherwise known as embryos one & two.
Smoothly transferred into Pili’s womb this afternoon.
In the waiting room afterwards, I fussed with the coffee machine as a pretext whilst
shamelessly ogling eyeing another lesbian couple sitting side by side in the oh-so-tasteful mission furniture, gazing deeply into each other’s eyes.
Should I break the sacred waiting room code of silence? This is Small City, and there aren’t that many of us around. On the other hand… look at how lovey-dovey they are. They’re either brand new here or they’re here for a let’s hear the baby’s heartbeat ultrasound. In which case I
may go out of my head with jealousy will be very very happy for them.
I finally decided that I had to break the code of silence, if only so that they wouldn’t interpret my one-cup-coffee-machine-fiddling-blatent-staring as a straight woman giving them the hairy eyeball. While it can take a long time to choose between french roast and earl grey, five minutes is probably pushing it, no?
The unpardonable thing? In a fertility clinic, the only decaf option was chamomile. Blech.
So, how long have you guys been coming here?
Oh, this is our first visit. We’re just here for a consultation with Dr. SBS. (oh crap. you do not want to talk to me) How about you?
Well, um, we’ve been here for a while. I’m just waiting for my partner. We actually wound up doing IVF, my eggs, her uterus…
Oh wow! How great. We’re still trying to decide who goes first!
Um, yeah. It’s great if it works. (Pili emerges) Well, good luck to you. See you again, maybe.
I am trying to welcome these embryos with sweetness and light, to convince them that they would like to stay put for a while. I held my hand over Pili’s stomach for a minute and tried to think only cheerful happy smiling family thoughts.
I have absolutely no expectation that this will work, and yet I can’t help hoping that I will be surprised.