The early bird gets the... uh... embryos??

Did I mention that we had to be at the clinic at 5:30 this morning? Yep, it was quite the early morning!

But, I'm proud to present to you the newest additions to our lovely embryo family. Meet J and K. J is a beautiful 8 cell and K is a 7 cell.

We were told (as we are always told) that they look beautiful.

When Dr. J came to the holding room to get me he asked, "so how many are we transferring?" With a smile on my face I asked "three?" We talked for a few minutes and I finally told him that I trust him and that if he thinks two is what we should do, then we will do two. So two it is.

On the drive home Mike and I both agreed that the only reason he was probably willing to transfer three is that the others don't look so hot. I'm not holding out any hope for frosties this time. But if I can just get one of these to stick then "frosties, shmosties."

Mike and I drove over last night and I was really glad that we did. When the alarm went off at 4:45 I did not want to get out of bed -- even if it was for an embryo transfer!

The Valium kicked me on my butt and even though we got home early (early enough that Mike went ahead and made the commute to work!) I managed to sleep most of the day away. Strange drugs just don't sit well with me I guess.

Let the 2ww begin!