The RE isn't supposed to call about our embryos today, but I can't stop thinking about them all the same. I hope they're growing as they should. I'm so worried I'll get a call tomorrow telling me they've all arrested or something.
These are my babies to me already. I know it's ridiculous. I know they're nothing more than a few cells at this point, but right now, they're all I have.
Grow, babies, grow. We want you so badly.