Forget pancake flipping, today was a tummy flipping day! possibly the most important day for us ever! Our appointment to have our little embryo put back in.

To do this you have to arrive at the clinic with a full bladder which wasnt pleasant but doable. We got taken into the room bang on time which I think they have to do due to the bladder situation.

The embryologist came in and explained the status of our embryos. Poor Robbie was not developing at all since day one, Jason and Howard hadnt made blastocyst stage - she said they were trying and they still might but they hadnt yet. She then explained that Gary and Mark had both only just turned into blasts and so couldnt be sure which one was stronger etc and she was infering it might be better to put two in and then the doctor also in the room was advocating one, so we had to make our own decision and decided to put both in. We had both read up on twins and multiple births and the risks but the embryologist was telling us our chances of success were higher by putting both in.

So we went for it. Gary and Mark both successfully in my tummy. I keep wanting to sing that song from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, where he sings to his children:

Someone to care for; to be there for.
I have You Two!
Someone to do for; muddle through for.
I have You Two!
Someone to share joy or despair with;
whichever betides you.
Life becomes a chore, unless you’re living for
someone to tend to be a friend to.
I have You Two!
Someone to strive for, do or die for
I have You Two!
Could be, we three get along so famously,
‘cause you two have me, and I have You Two too.

Its not a painful procedure - it feels a bit like a smear test - they use that same dreadful implement! You see them pop them in on the monitor and thats it - our appointment was at 10.30 and we were on our way home at 11.30.

The nurse who held my hand was soooo lovely and nice - she cracked jokes and made me totally at ease even though I had my ladybits out for all to see!

So this afternooon I have lied in bed eating pineapple and hoping for the best. My tummy flips every time I think of them in there. I hope they are ok and can only hope that they are ok in there.

I can’t have baths anymore which is gutting. My favourite thing was to have a nice bubble bath, a glass of rose and a good book. All I am left with is a good book. But who cares this is worth it.

I will do everything to make sure these little treasures are comfy in there!

Night little G and little M

xxxxx