Our embryos have made it to Day 3, as far as we know. It's Monday and we only have two more days to go until we learn their fate. That sounds so weighty but it's true. I keep telling myself "no news is good news" but the sleeplessness has returned. I really do wish the lab could give daily updates. I realize that's not practical but it would be a huge relief and offer some peace of mind to every couple going through this process. Then again, on any given day there are up to 20 retrievals so that would be a whole heck of a lot of phone calls to make.
Right now, the little zygotes should be in the "cleavage" stage where they have divided from one cell into several cells, 8 or so. They look like tiny blackberries at this stage. Tomorrow they will be known as morulae (resembling Everlasting Gobstoppers) and finally, blastocysts by the time we meet them. Blastocysts kind of look like sunny side up eggs in an outer casing. If we make it to transfer, we get photos! How many kids do you know that have pictures of themselves as blastocyts in their nursery?
I'm digging into my penultimate week of fall quarter here, trying to get things lined up for "finals" which are basically a unit plan and I think a PowerPoint presentation? December 3 is my last day. It went so quickly this term. 10 weeks: whoosh!
I have no idea when winter quarter starts but I assume January 6, as that's my first day at Metuchen High School. We typically get one week off in between but this will be a welcome change for the holidays. There's a silver lining. Hopefully it will be time to enjoy our tidings of great joy.
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