The turklet has landed

After three long years and a lot of heartbreak, Stephen and I can say we're pregnant! It all started with "Squishy" and "E.M." (pictured on left). They were our frozen blastocysts left over from the failed IVF in the fall. They went back "home" March 3 and on Monday, March 8, we got two positive tests! But I'm getting ahead of myself. A lot has happened.

I went into the cycle very despondent. I didn't think it would work and almost called it off. The first day, I walked into the doctor's office and just had this overwhelming feeling of dread. After a phone call to Stephen from the Latham Target parking lot, I was reassured that I should move forward. However, even as the cycle progressed, neither Stephen nor I were optimistic. We began seriously researching adoption and what our options would be once we moved to Vermont.
But then the heartburn began. And the nausea. And the breakouts. And so I decided to test. And this is what it said:


The single most beautiful digital word I had ever seen.

And now, we're pregnant!