Today was the day of the embryo implantation. My wife got to see the embryo under the microscope before they placed it in her uterus. It was such a small moment, but it felt incredibly important.
Isn’t it strange how some of the biggest hopes begin invisibly?
There were no fireworks, no loud announcements. Just a quiet lab room, a careful procedure, and two people holding their breath. And still, everything felt monumental. Maybe life doesn’t always begin with a bang—maybe it begins in stillness, in science, in hope.
We’re excited. We’re nervous. We’re waiting. And maybe that’s what beginnings really are: a mix of faith and waiting, all wrapped in something so small you can barely see it—yet so big it can change everything.