And now we wait....

I'm lying on my sofar watching cookery programmes on tv. Gary Rhodes is making luscious desserts. In the kitchen, Mr G is labouring away making a healthy supper for us both. I've even been back to bed for about an hour - unheard of for me - Miss Busybody-Non-Stop Activity".

My world is peaceful. This is one of the good times in IVF, the post transfer high. The worries haven't set in and all is good.

We met the acupuncturist at the clinic. He was all suited and booted - bless. It was heaving with people there today. Waiting room full, operating suite - where they do egg collection also full and a queue for transfers! After a short wait we went down to the operating suite and I had the first acu session lying on a trolley! Despite the surroundings it was pretty relaxing. He put the needles in and talked me through a relaxation.

True to form Big Hair (our doc) was 30 mins late. (He's so forgiven as he'd been racing around - first thing doing an egg collection at my clinic then off to his other clinic and then back to me to do my transfer) Whilst we waited I sat in a v comfy easy chair and chatted to the acupuncturist - who's doing a study with a big London hospital to prove acupuncture helps and who wants to build a hospital where complementary therapies work next to traditional medicine. He's done 15 pre and post sessions with patients at my clinic. I was proud of myselfr for not asking the success rate - would only have wound myself up worrying if it wasn't 100%.

I felt like a VIP when the nurse (one of my favourites) came to get me for transfer. I was escorted up to the transfer room. Big Hair and Mr G (who'd been waiting for me up there) were waiting - all smiles - and in we went. After we'd confirmed we were who we were meant to be we got on with it. It all went smoothly. Big Hair was pleased with how smoothly he managed to get the catheter in.

After a bladder empty it was the next acu session. This time, on the bed i'd had the transfer on. I even dropped off a few times. It was excellent. He left two "seeds" (tiny needles) in my ears for me to press if (if?!) if get stressed.

Mr G drove home snail-like and (despite a Lo.ndon incident right next to us where a bike courier smashed off the mirror of a bus because it had cut him up) i've stayed pretty calm.

Thank you all for your lovely comments. It's meant so much to me to know you're all out there cheering me on. I hope I can be of as much support to you girls.

Good luck you other ladies in waiting xx