Transfer #5 has come and gone. I really thought it would work. I'm still in disbelief. I thought I'd be holding my third little girl this summer. I don't know if the embryo was male or female.. it was just a hunch. We had her name picked out. We've been joking for months things like "Next year little XXXX will be here with us too at the pumpkin patch!", etc. We planned our whole year around this and it's so hard to think about those plans changing. I know logically that this wasn't a guarantee. It was about a 50% chance. Of course, it was literally the first time I went into a transfer completely optimistic. We both felt like it would work. Clearly that was stupid. I don't want to think about doing this again at the moment, but we have one embryo left. We're so lucky to have what we have, but I really hope we're not done.