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This year's Ramadhan marks the 4th Ramadhan for my husband and I together as husband and wife. I often look forward for Ramadhan as I normally would but then come Syawal, where we will traditionally get together as a family visiting relatives from near nor far from both side of the families and the expected typical questions they will ask. After a while, you will get immune to the questions. Every now and then you will feel like you want to cry by just listening to them asking and giving the same advice 489 times. Appreciate all the advice given, don't get me wrong (hopefully they will say their prayers for us too) BUT on the inside you can't help but feeling like there is a massive hole that continues to grow and loudly echo a voice that shout it is still just the two of us this year. I love my husband dearly. No questions about that (I know he loves me too. weeeee) but we are sooo ready to move on to the next phase. We want to shop and buy raya clothes for our child....

 As we arrived in Ipoh, we met the embryologist who told us that all 3 eggs were able to be fertilized. 2 eggs continue to steadily grow while the 3 rd did not. The 2 little fertilized eggs were in good condition and ready to be transferred. I remember the embryologist explained about the grade and the development of the eggs, I just could not recall the exact word she said. I think she said one was in an excellent condition while the other was fairly good. At that point I was just happy to hear that we have 2 embryos and the transfer can be done that day.   Long story short, the transfer was done. It was quick and painless but it was nerve wrecking to be in that position. The room was so cold because of the strong air condition. Dr Tham made me feel more relax. He even turned on the zikir and doa from youtube for me during the procedure. It reaaaallly made me feel more calm throughout the whole process. Hubsy was not allowed to go in to accompany me. Then I had to lay d...