I’m tried of the waiting game already. It feels like forever, and I want to know how many embryos continued to grow to the blastocyst stage. Will we have all ten? Eight? Two? Arg waiting. On a separate note, I was explaining what the next steps are to the mother of my goddaughter today and the conversation ended with one of the most unexpectedly hilarious yet comforting comments I’ve received at this point
“I’ll be praying for your uterus.”
Oh my goodness it was so perfect. It’s the little things people.