Nothing could have prepared me for the sense of loss I felt following IVF. I did all the self-preservation I possibly could have done, but when the day came that we found out it had not worked, my world fell apart.
Our first round of IVF gave us three good quality embryos. We decided to have two embryos transferred and have one frozen. I was immediately attached to them, they were the closest I had ever felt to feeling pregnant. The agonising two-week-wait was upon us, after weeks of a mammoth journey. Constant hurdles, examinations, tests, injections, hormone therapy, scans and eagerly awaited phone calls from the specialist nurses.