The nurse just called.
They moved us back to day 6.
There is NO way AJ can take off work tomorrow, so my mom is going to take me...I'm having a hard time with the fact he won't be there. I know there are plenty of gals who go without their husbands to the transfers. But come on...I'm just being kinda a baby about it.
I just keep hoping they call and say one pulled ahead and we need to get there now.
It's a long shot, but I still have to have hope.
I'm also kinda let down that all we know is how many embabies we have, not how many cells they are, not what grade they are...just a number.
And I don't even think they have that right!
When they called on Sunday they said we had 5...today she said it looked like we had 6???
Did we magically produce an embaby? Did the stork fly over the clinic this morning???
I'm just kinda blah
I'm super cranky
and I think I could just break down and cry at any moment...
I'm just so ready for this to happen.