Here's the lowdown, friends. We got our first positive home test 4 days after transfer. Some gals have to wait for 9 days. Here's a rainbow of our tests... minus day 4 (which got very rotten looking...) and our digi (which went blank after 48 hours).
|Even the ones that look negative have a light line|
Here's reaction as written by the DADS to be!!
|Someone is very excited!|
Undergoing surrogacy from the other side of the globe means that we often wake up with news but today we briefly spoke to Mandy at and were glad to hear her appointment went well, but when our morning alarm went off, we had no results.
It had been two weeks since transfer. That’s 14 days. 336 hours. 20,160 minutes. Or, in the minds of two expectant dads, an ETERNITY.
We have of course been following the progress of the 24 (!) home pregnancy tests Mandy has taken since transfer, which have been gradually getting darker and darker since the first positive on day 4. But for two weeks, the cautious words of our Growing Generations case manager have been in the back of our minds, warning us not to get too excited about home pregnancy tests as they can be misleading if the birth mother is undergoing hormone therapy. But with Mandy’s reports of morning sickness, pickle cravings and gas, it’s fair to say we were optimistic.
After an email to our nurse (“we’re awake – ready to speak when you are!”), the phone rang from a US number. This was THE CALL. And after exchanging a few pleasantries, we heard the one word we have been waiting to hear for what seems like forever.
|Reaction to the news!|
Hormone levels at 741.9 (we’re aiming for 50 plus), Estrogen levels at 800 something (400 something is normal...) and progesterone levels at 28. Or to quote the nurse, “Mandy is very, very pregnant”.
After a call to both grandmas (tearjerker central), texts to siblings and a few close friends, and a flurry of excited messages with Mandy, we tried to get on with our day. Walking the dog, getting coffee and trying to get to work.
But we’re doing so with grins on our faces looking like the two happiest (and luckiest) guys on the planet. See below for proof of just how crazy we look today.
So dear readers, it is with pleasure, excitement and BIG FAT GRINS that we sign off our first guest post as “M & T, dads to be”