It happened last week Tuesday, right on schedule. Today I am 8dp5dt. Tomorrow is my Beta. I haven’t tested yet. I’m unsure if I will at all. I’ve been mostly calm. I meant to update, I really did, but every time I thought to do so the panic would start. What if this doesn’t work? What if it never works? I let go a lot these past two months. I started going to yoga again. Started focusing on the things I’ve neglected these last 22 months. I can’t believe it’s been that long. It was supposed to be quick. A baby before 35 and another 2 years later. I had a plan. I’ll be 36 this year. We have two embryos still in the freezer. I am hoping with all my heart that we get good news tomorrow. Either way, I will let you know.