Selen Birdal

The Heartbeat Born of Patience

I am 35 years old. The first years of my marriage were full of peace and happiness. We had a clear life plan: first, we would save some money, and then we would have a child. We believed that everything in life had its proper order. But when it was finally our turn, life presented us with a completely different kind of test. We tried for years, but the result was always negative. Every month, when I took a test, my hands would tremble; and when I saw the negative result, it felt as if something inside me broke.

When we went to the doctor, we learned that the lining of my uterus was too thin, and that the chances of an embryo attaching were very low. At that moment, it felt as if all the sounds around me disappeared. I thought to myself, “Am I the one who is incomplete?” Even saying that sentence still hurts me deeply.

Then one day, I came across the posts of the American IVF Center on social media. As I read through the success stories, something happened inside me — something I hadn’t felt in a long time: hope. We made an appointment. Throughout the treatment process, we moved forward patiently, step by step. This time, everything was much more professional, much more organized. My doctor’s confidence gave me strength.

And then, the day we had been waiting for finally arrived… The result was positive! In that moment, I started to cry — out of joy, surprise, disbelief… During my pregnancy, every ultrasound where I heard those tiny heartbeats felt like being reborn.

Now, those heartbeats fill our home with joy. Today, I hold my miracle in my arms — the one that gave me back my zest for life, the one that showed me that patience truly pays off.

And when I look at the American IVF Center today, I don’t just see a clinic — I see a place where hopes are reborn.

There is hope at the end of every road

I am 29 years old, and my husband is 33. We had always dreamed of having children, and it had never crossed our minds that this dream might not come true. For the first four years, we tried naturally, waiting every month with hope. But seeing a negative test result left a deep emptiness inside me. Over time, this waiting turned not into a routine of joy, but into a routine of disappointment.

When we went to the doctor, we learned that due to a “male factor,” the sperm count was low. At that moment, the same worry appeared on both of our faces. No one is ever really ready to hear the words: “You may not be able to become parents.” Inside me, the question echoed: “Could this really be the end of our journey?”

Our first IVF attempt did not bring us the result we had hoped for. That negative outcome hit me hard. When a person loses the hope they have nurtured deep in their heart, they feel as if they are falling into emptiness. By the second attempt, we were a little more experienced, and through our careful research, we discovered the American IVF Center. I will never forget what our doctor said to us in that very first consultation: “At the end of every road, there is always a possibility.” At that moment, a light turned on inside me. For the first time, I didn’t feel helpless.

When our treatment began, there were still challenges: injections, blood tests, ultrasounds… But this time, deep in my heart, I carried a quiet hope. Days turned into weeks, and finally, the moment arrived: my test was positive!

It is hard to describe what I felt in that instant. My hands were trembling, my heart felt as though it might leap out of my chest. My husband and I looked at each other and cried without speaking. Because in those tears were the longing, the fear, and finally, the miracle of all those years.

My pregnancy was exciting, sometimes filled with worries, but above all, full of hope. At the moment of birth, when I held my baby in my arms for the very first time, I had never felt such deep gratitude in my entire life. Feeling that tiny heartbeat against my chest showed me that every struggle had been worth it.

Today, our home is filled with laughter, the sounds of toys, and the presence of a little angel. Looking back, I realize that every tear I shed was actually part of the journey that led us to this happiness. I am endlessly grateful to the entire team at the American IVF Center, and I can wholeheartedly say that you can trust them too. I am so glad our paths crossed!

We Didn’t Give Up, We Found Our Miracle

I am 34 years old, and my husband is 36. In the early years of our marriage, we didn’t immediately think about having children. But when the time came and our wish didn’t come true, we went to see a doctor. After the examinations, it was discovered that my fallopian tubes were blocked. At that moment, my world collapsed, because this meant that becoming a mother naturally was almost impossible for me.

We started our first IVF attempt full of hope, but the result was negative. It is very difficult for me to describe the disappointment I felt then. We thought, “Maybe it will work the second time,” and tried again, but once more we were faced with heartbreak. After two unsuccessful attempts, my hope began to fade. Although my husband was always by my side, the fear inside me—“what if I can never become a mother?”—was growing stronger every day.

During this period, I heard wonderful things from people around me about the “American IVF Center.” Honestly, I was hesitant at first, but I still wanted to try. The sincerity of the doctors at the center, the way they explained the treatment in the smallest detail, and the way they supported us at every step gave me new hope. I had never felt so understood and safe before.

Of course, the treatment process wasn’t easy—there were injections, check-ups, and endless waiting. But this time, I had a different feeling inside me. As if this time, it was truly going to happen… And it did! When my test result came back positive, I burst into tears of joy. My husband and I hugged each other tightly, realizing that the miracle we had dreamed of for years had finally arrived.

My pregnancy was a little exciting, but overall a beautiful journey. And in the end, our baby was born. The feeling I experienced when I held my baby in my arms for the very first time is impossible to put into words. All those hard days, tears, and disappointments suddenly lost their meaning. Now, our home is filled with tiny footsteps, laughter, and an indescribable happiness.

Looking back, I say to myself: I’m so glad we didn’t give up. And I’m so glad we continued on with the right center and the right team. Our story may give courage to other couples going through similar struggles. Because I truly believe that: at the end of every road that seems hopeless, a miracle may be waiting for you.

From Despair to Miracle: The Happy Ending of a Long Journey

My husband and I had been dreaming of becoming parents for many years. However, our journey was not as easy as we had hoped. As the years of our marriage went by and our attempts continued to fail, we decided to consult a doctor. Tests revealed that my husband’s sperm quality was low. Receiving this news was devastating for both of us, because each of our attempts ended in disappointment. Every process that began with hope ended in tears.

When our first IVF attempt failed, we lost a great deal of hope. When the second attempt also came back negative, we began to think that nothing would ever work out for us. The disappointment and sadness we experienced during those days are indescribable. We tried to hold on to each other, but deep down we kept struggling with the question: “Will we ever be able to become parents?”

Just as we were about to lose hope, a friend recommended the American IVF Center to us. From the very first consultation, the care, patience, and professionalism shown to us gave us confidence. Our doctors shared every detail with us and planned the process in the best possible way. It was the beginning of a journey in which we never felt alone and were supported at every step.

And then the day came… Our test result was positive! With tears of joy, we embraced each other. The miracle we had dreamed of for so many years was finally on its way to us. The pregnancy period was filled with indescribable happiness. When the day of birth arrived, we held our beautiful baby in our arms. The way our hearts raced in that moment, and the joyful tears streaming down our faces, cannot be put into words.

Today, every moment we spend with our baby reminds us that all the difficulties, tears, and disappointments were actually part of the path that led to this miracle. Looking back now, we say: we are so glad we didn’t give up, and we are so glad we chose the American IVF Center.

Our story can hopefully be a small light for all couples who feel hopeless. Because we truly believe that: At the end of every hardship, a miracle may be waiting for you.

I Was Also Blessed with Motherhood

My name is Hatice. I am 41 years old and from Mardin. I have been married for 20 years. Everyone around me had children as soon as they got married, but I couldn’t. I heard so many words from people, shed so many tears. They told me, “It’s not your destiny,” “This is your fate.” But I never gave up—I prayed every single night.

I had IVF three times in Turkey, but it didn’t work. Just when I had lost hope, a neighbor told me about American IVF in Cyprus. At first, I didn’t believe it, but my husband and I talked and said, “Let’s give it a try.”

The day we arrived in Cyprus, I was very excited. The doctor explained everything so well and listened to me patiently. It felt as if I had known him for years. For the first time, I felt valued. He told me, “Your age is advanced, but we will do everything we can.”

They recommended egg donation for my treatment. At first, I thought about it a lot—it wasn’t easy to accept.

After the transfer, counting the days was very hard. On the 12th day, my test came back positive. When I received that news, I fell to the ground, cried, and thanked God.

Now, I have a 7-month-old son. The moment I held him in my arms, all the pain, all the words, all the tears disappeared. When God wills, it happens. I will pray for my doctor and his team for the rest of my life for opening this path for us.

The Hopes I Lost Returned with My Baby Girl in My Arms

Hello, my name is Elif. I am 32 years old. I got married 6 years ago, and in the early years, getting pregnant wasn’t difficult for me. But sadly, I had three miscarriages. Each time, my heart was shattered into pieces… Losing my baby before even getting used to hearing the heartbeat was one of the deepest pains I have ever experienced in my life.

Doctors kept telling me, “There’s no reason, it’s just chance,” but I didn’t want to hear that answer anymore. After each loss, my desire to become a mother grew stronger, but so did my fears.

One day, while researching online, I found the American IVF Center in Cyprus. During our very first consultation, what touched me most was when they said, “We won’t try again until we find the reason.” After the necessary tests, it turned out that I actually had an immune-related problem. When I learned this, I felt both sad and relieved, thinking, “So there really has been a reason all along.”

During the treatment, I took immune-regulating medication along with IVF treatment. Our embryos were genetically screened, and we had two healthy embryos. I still remember holding my doctor’s hand tightly on the transfer day.

And then finally, the day came… My test result was positive! For 9 months, I waited with prayers and excitement every single day. Now, my 5-month-old daughter is in my arms. Every time I look at her, I think of all the pain, the tears, and the losses I went through… And I say: “I’m so glad I never gave up, I’m so glad I came here.

The True Story of a Miracle

Hello,
My name is Elif. I am 36 years old and have been married for 8 years. My husband and I have long dreamed of having a child. In the early years of our marriage, we tried naturally, but it didn’t happen. Doctors told me that my egg quality was low and that there were some genetic risks. During this time, we tried many different treatments. We went through IVF in four cities and three different countries. Unfortunately, none of them were successful. With every failed attempt, our hope was fading away.

After extensive research, we decided to apply to the American IVF Center in Cyprus. At our very first consultation, our doctor created a personalized treatment plan after detailed genetic analyses. They offered us a method that had never been suggested to us before: “mitochondrial transfer.” Thanks to this technique, the energy potential of my eggs was increased. At the same time, we received psychological support. We prepared both our bodies and our hearts for this journey.

Eleven days after the embryo transfer, our test came back positive. We couldn’t hold back our tears. All the emotions we had bottled up for so long finally poured out with real hope for the first time. In the early stages of pregnancy, I experienced slight bleeding, which made us very anxious; but our doctor and the team followed the process closely. At every step, they stood by us.

Today, I am carrying a life growing inside me. And in my heart, I carry the warmth of the letter that once gave me hope again. Now I know: miracles sometimes come at the very moment you need them most, and from the most unexpected place.

We thank the entire team with all our hearts.

23 Years of Despair, 1 Miracle Filling Our Arms

I am 43 years old, and for 23 years I faced nothing but disappointment. We always tried naturally, but as other specialists said, my egg quality had diminished. We attempted IVF a few times, but no embryos ever developed. Doctors kept saying, “You’re too old,” and I became emotionally exhausted.

Just when we were about to give up, one evening I came across a video from the American IVF Center on social media. At first, it felt like such a big risk to me, but still, I boarded the plane. From the very first moment, the coordinator welcomed me so warmly. They carried out detailed hormone tests, and then suggested PRP treatment to help improve my egg reserve.

The whole medication process was a bit tough. Sometimes I even forgot to take my injections, and I had bruises on my chest. The day of the embryo transfer was incredibly emotional—my husband was trembling as well. After the transfer, I waited 12 days. I took the test, and it came out positive. I couldn’t believe it—I checked over and over again. I celebrated quietly, afraid it wasn’t real.

In the first trimester, I was told there was a risk of miscarriage, and I had light bleeding every day. But my doctor and my coordinator kept in touch with me constantly, reassuring me: “Be patient.” I read books, I prayed, and I held on. Later, around the 34th week, there was a small risk of preterm birth, and I stayed in the hospital for three days. But in the end, we welcomed a healthy 3.2 kg baby girl into the world!

When we left the hospital, my legs were trembling. After all those years, to finally return home with a warm baby in my arms—we cried and laughed together with my husband. Now we are living in indescribable happiness with our family.

As I write these words, my eyes fill with tears… To our doctor, to the whole team, to our coordinator, to the smiling staff who welcomed us at the door—we thank you all from the bottom of our hearts. You were the ones who made our miracle possible.

My Miracle Began in Cyprus

From the very beginning of our marriage, my husband and I dreamed of having a child, but something was always missing. The doctors first said it was due to low sperm count… then they told me I had entered early menopause. That day, my world collapsed.

We tried almost every hospital in Turkey. We went through 6 rounds of IVF, but none of them worked. I was ready to give up… Then a friend recommended the American IVF Center in Cyprus. I thought, “Let’s try there too, after all, we have nothing left to lose…”

When we met the doctor, for the first time, someone truly listened to us and tried to understand. They suggested donation. Using my husband’s sperm, embryos were created and then transferred to me.

Fourteen days later… the test was positive. I cried for hours.

Now, my little Elif is by my side. Her scent, her voice… everything about her is a miracle. I will forever be grateful to this center.

Sometimes, even one last hope is enough.

A Solution in Cyprus and a New Hope

My husband and I had been dreaming of becoming parents for 10 years. In the early years, when we couldn’t achieve pregnancy naturally, we went to see a doctor. The tests showed that I had low ovarian reserve and my husband had severe sperm morphology problems. With these results, we were told that IVF would be our only option.

But the journey was far from easy. At the first IVF center in our city, no embryos developed in our first attempt, so we couldn’t even proceed to transfer. In the second attempt, an embryo transfer was done, but no pregnancy occurred. In the third attempt, I had a miscarriage at 5 weeks. With each failure, I felt more hopeless and kept asking myself, “Will I ever be a mother?”

Over the following years, we tried five more IVF cycles at different clinics. But each time, embryo development was slow, quality was poor, and genetic testing left us with no healthy embryos. Doctors kept reminding me that my age was advancing and our chances were shrinking.

Just when we were about to give up, a friend told us about the American IVF Center in Cyprus. We learned that they used advanced methods like PRP treatment, mitochondrial transfer, and special embryo monitoring systems. At our very first consultation, the doctor created a personalized plan with detailed hormone analysis and genetic testing to identify the root causes.

My treatment included PRP injections to support my ovarian reserve, mitochondrial transfer to improve egg quality by boosting energy from young and healthy cells, and embryo genetic screening (PGT-A) so only healthy embryos would be selected. For my husband, the IMSI technique was used to choose the healthiest sperm cells.

This time, the process felt completely different. A total of 8 eggs were retrieved, 5 were fertilized, and 2 were found to be genetically healthy. The transferred embryo implanted, and for the first time in my life, I saw two lines on a pregnancy test.

The pregnancy wasn’t without challenges. I had bleeding risks in the first trimester, but thanks to my doctor’s close monitoring, we got through it safely. After 10 long years of waiting, at 37 weeks, I finally held my healthy twin babies in my arms.

Through this journey, I realized how important patience, the right center, and the right experts truly are. Success sometimes depends not only on treatment itself but also on advanced technology and personalized approaches.

If you’re also struggling in your IVF journey, please don’t lose hope. Science and the right treatment can create miracles.

Embryologist