Nothing on this blog is meant to provide medical advice and let's face it, a lot of the facts are blurry and can't be confirmed, especially when science is involved. That said --
Quick Bio lesson --
sperm[male]+egg[female] = embryo[eventually a baby who will identify as cis, trans, or intersex]
Every month you make one egg that can be fertilized. Usually though, it just ruins a pair of your underwear as your period. Once you decide to start IVF, you begin a regiment of hormone injections that allow more than one egg to be made. I ended up with thirty-four eggs, twelve of which were viable.
Click here for how I handled my injections and I tell you the time I rage-threw a syringe across our kitchen.
So now for the part where you need a man but you don't tho. Facilities like Cali Cryo Bank allow you to simply pay $700 to avoid having to have straight sex. Our sperm was $700/vial and we got five vials from the same donor because we were scared he'd run out and if we wanted a few kids we wanted them from the same donor. One vial can fertilize several eggs (science question!) All I know is that it's not like one vial for one egg. I think one vial did all twelve of mine.
I divided my IVF process into two stages because it's a lot. I knew I wanted a baby but I also knew I was getting older and wanted my eggs to be youthful and gorgeous.
1. I had my eggs retrieved (a process where you go under). After I went home, they added sperm and made embryos. When all was said and done, I had three viable embryos. I had them frozen. Yes, I had to pay for storage but I could watch every permutation of 90-Day Fiance and drink wine every night of the week and never think about what an awful mother I was because I'd already decided not to be one yet.
2. Cut to a year later once 90-Day got boring after Colte and Larisa broke up and I knew it was time to get preggos! My wife agreed. (Definitely advise both partners to be gung-ho.) We decided to try to have a summer baby (because outfits) so we started the embryo transfer process in November. We picked the embryo with the highest chance of survival (they're graded) and whoohoo she stuck! Yes, she. They knew the sex.
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