I had made an assumption at the beginning of this process -- we were going to be hard to match. We ourselves are lovely, I'd like to think, but our embryos are kind of a hot mess -- two sets at two different stages of development; two sets with two sets of genetics, each half donor and neither related to each other; absolutely no success in either cohort and no genetic siblings at all to model future babies after. Even though it stung when my friend said it, I was sort of thinking the same thing -- who on earth would take on these little blobs of potential?
I assumed we would be rejected.
I assumed wrong.
We were told Friday that the couple was excited about us and our embryos (I would love to know more about that -- what is it couples look for in embryos that could be their future children?), and that the only reason they hadn't called us for an update was that they were having some hiccups with the receiving clinic and they don't like to call the genetic family until it's all set to go and contracts can be signed and it can be all official-like. So, we wait to have all the logistics set up, but the "adoptive parents" were quite excited about
us our embryos.
Well, I'll be. This is one area where I am very, very glad to have been wrong. Now if only we could get an expectant mother to be just as excited about us and our potential as parents...
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