Eggcellent Mom Chronicles

A year ago, I was grieving another failed embryo transfer and trying to figure out what came next. I had no embryos left and felt completely gutted.

And now, somehow, I’m pregnant with my miracle IVF baby girl.  

It still feels astounding to say that out loud. How much can change in a year, not because the road suddenly becomes easy, but because you keep showing up even when it feels impossible. 

This year held so much: testing positive for the marker for endometriosis, surgery in the spring, another egg retrieval in the summer. An agonizing, taxing process I wouldn’t wish on anyone. It’s hard to explain the emotional whiplash of collecting 30 eggs, with so much hope, creating 8 embryos, and then learning a month later that only 2 were genetically normal. 

The toll on my heart and body was heavy. There were moments when staying in it felt harder than stepping away. But sometimes the miracle isn’t the big, celebratory moment. Sometimes it’s the quiet decision to keep going when everything feels empty. 

And now, there is new life growing inside me. 

A baby girl I already love more than words can hold. A life made possible by science, perseverance, a donor, and shaped by a journey that changed me forever. I can’t wait to meet her, but for now I’m soaking in this season and asking her to keep growing, day by day. 

The most beautiful moments of my life are still ahead. And as I look toward the next 12 months, my hope is full. May they bring deep joy, unexpected grace, and gentle reminders that even after emptiness, something beautiful can grow.