Firstly, thanks for the comments on my little meltdown the other day. Being the control freak that I am, I like to plan and manoeuvre every minute detail of my life and I know I needed to have a firm idea in my head should we be offered donor embryos.
I am clearer. We have talked, a lot. The upshot is that if offered, we would gladly accept the opportunity to extend our family.
I am a worrier, but when all around me (with less of an emotional state of mind) tell me that it’ll be ok and we will manage just fine, I know they are right. Love IS what bonds us, not genetics.
I just wanted to check I wasn’t pushing things too far. Many years ago when we first started I never thought I would end up using donor eggs, but the repeated failures make you reassess. Donor embryos takes us a step further and I needed to check that I wasn’t losing touch with reality.
So, we fly on Wednesday. That will be one emotional trip, not just about what’s ahead of us but taking Tiger back.
My eyes are watering at the thought.