This morning I got the ultrasound report from our surrogate’s side. 6 weeks + 2 days, fetal heartbeat 140 bpm. The second I saw that tiny flicker on the screen, I broke down crying. This journey has been anything but easy.
Why Georgia and What We Chose
We locked in our plan in Georgia last year. After weighing the costs, legal clarity, and clinic reputation, we went with a full surrogacy package there. The initial consult, egg retrieval, embryo testing, and surrogate matching took about four months total. We transferred one PGT-A tested embryo in early March. From that point on, every single day felt like walking on eggshells.
The Two-Month Wait That Nearly Broke Me
The first beta came back positive, but I couldn’t relax. I kept thinking about chemical pregnancies, missed miscarriages, all the things that can go wrong before you hear a heartbeat. I was checking my phone every hour, waiting for updates from the coordinator. My husband said I lost nearly five pounds during these two months just from stress. I couldn’t sleep properly, couldn’t focus at work. Every cramp the surrogate mentioned sent me into a spiral.
That 140 BPM Changed Everything
When the clinic sent over today’s scan, I stared at that little blinking dot for a full minute. 140 beats per minute. The doctor said all the indicators look great and told me to stop worrying so much. Easier said than done, but seeing that heartbeat really did shift something. We’ve cleared the first major hurdle. My husband reminded me that I need to take care of myself too—this is a marathon, not a sprint. He’s right. Now it’s just a matter of waiting, week by week, and trusting the process. Hoping everything continues smoothly from here.
I know there’s still a long road ahead, but today I’m letting myself feel cautiously optimistic. If you’re in the thick of it right now, hang in there. That first heartbeat makes it all worth it.