So we waited what seemed an appropriate amount of time, and then started the whole embryo transfer process to try to have a second child. The gist of it is that it failed. It thawed well, and implanted well, but blood test results came back negative. Having gone through the first round I had high hopes that it would work as well, although part of me wondered how I was going to cope.
Right now I’m choosing to feel all my disappointment, grief and sadness for this little blastocyst. Trying not to blame myself or second guess what I did during the two week wait. Celebrating that I have already been blessed with one child, and he is enough.