I’m not sure if it’s the idea that we might actually be pregnant or if it was the valium I took prior to the procedure, but I feel like the embryo transfer was one of the most wonderfully surreal experiences of my life. Unlike the egg retrieval, there were no jitters when we arrived at the hospital (thank you valium), and throughout the whole experience I felt . . . cared for. The medical staff were welcoming and warm, and the procedure itself was quick and pain free. I knew the moment we sat down in the waiting room and were quickly called to the preparation area that everything was going to be fine. The nurses were supportive, the doctors made me feel calm, and watching the doctor insert the embryo into my uterus was unreal. The whole idea that it’s even possible to insert a 5 day old embryo and then have it grow into a beautiful baby is mind-blowing. In that room, with those doctors, and the general atmosphere of the whole procedure – I felt hope. I still have this amazing euphoria of “wow, we might actually be pregnant,” and now we sit patiently and wait for our pregnancy test in a week and half to know for sure.