Yesterday was March 1st, the anniversary of our embryo transfer. It was two years yesterday when Lexi was carefully placed in the womb. I remember the day like it was yesterday. Jason and I were nervous, anxious, excited, scared, confident, hopeful, determined, happy, prayerful, tired from the lack of sleep, but full of life because we knew in our hearts 'it' was going to work. After the transfer we stayed in the recovery room for about an hour. The nurse wheeled me to the car in a wheel chair and I carefully climbed in the back of the Yukon. We had a pillow and the elephant blanket waiting for me. I slept while Jason drove us home. I was on complete bed rest for 24 hours. Jason and I ordered several movies from Netflix in preparation for the bed rest and we laid in bed together watching movies, eating chips and salsa, and pizza. Jason stayed with the me the whole time. In fact, the next day when I moved to the couch, Jason went with me. We heard some commotion in th...