Kim's Story Posted April 16, 2006 I met my husband 8 years ago. I had 2 children from a previous marriage. When we decided to get married we had big plans on extending our family. With my husband being Lebanese, a big family is traditional. We tried for 8 months and I knew I had scar tissue in my tubes, so when we didnt get pregnant my doctor told us to go straight to invitro. We made the appt and to our amazement we found out it was my husband who had the infertility. He has 100% antibodies on his sperm so conceiving naturally would never happen. We didn't waste anytime starting the invitro process. We had to do icsi because of his antibodies. We started the treatment in September 2004 and everything was going great. We went for the retrieval and found out I had 38 eggs. The doctor wanted to cancel our cycle and let us come back in 3 months to continue, he wanted my ovaries to have a chance to heal. I begged him to go on with the treatment, and after several meetings it was agreed to transfer only 1 embryo. Over the next 2 weeks I was convinced the transfer didn't take as I had no symptoms of pregnancy. With my 2 daughters I was sick the minute I got pregnant it seemed. I decided to do a home pregnancy test and to my amazment it was positive. I was so excited and happy as was my husband. Three weeks later, my husband's father (who meant the world to us) fell in our home putting up insulation in the garage. He died instantly. I was the unlucky one to find him. This baby we were carring would have been his first grandchild and that's all he ever prayed for. I thought with the shock of finding him that I would lose the baby, but on June 5, 2005 our beautiful son came into this world - 4 weeks early but very healthy. Thank God we were so persistent to going ahead with the transfer, as my father-in-law at least died knowing he was going to be a grandpa. We buried him with the picture of the 8 cell embryo that was given to us the day of the transfer. This way he would always be close to his grandchild. Our son is now 10 months old and has so much of his grandfather in him. I say my father-in-law's soul went into my son the day he died. Our baby is the smile on everyone's faces, he is the healing in our hearts and although the pain is still so very fresh I know that God was on our side and our son is here for a very special reason. We are now doing a frozen cycle, our transfer day is between May 5-7. We are hoping to expand our family with another miracle. If it wasn't for IVF, our precious little angel would not be here today. For all those people starting out, please don't give up, miracles happen everyday, God gave these doctors the gift to do what they're doing and when it finally happens to you and you're holding that beautiful child in your arms, all the treatment, all the tears, all the frustrations were all worth it in the end. Good luck to everyone!!!