We’ve done our first IVF recently which ended with a negative pregnancy test. We only had 1 viable embryo which was transferred at day 3. We put all our hopes up and prayed but in the end, we were crushed to know it didn’t work. I was in a state of shock when I looked at the first negative test. As much as I prepared myself of the possible outcome, I was taken aback of the immense pain that comes with a failed transfer. I can’t describe the silent grief of the lost potential. I know it’s not like a miscarriage but those two weeks I carried that hope inside me, I already felt as if it’s already there. My period has also now started which is a stark confirmation. My body is already starting to let go but my heart still won’t. How do you navigate this kind of loss?