I probably shouldn't have gone to work yesterday, the day after my egg retrieval. I was very sore last night and I was back at work today and am still sore. I plan on resting when I get home today at noon and staying in the horizontal position until tomorrow morning at least. I am thrilled to have more paid time off to spend on bed rest next week because I came in this week however, I want my body to recover as much as possible before the transfer.
My poor husband is stressed and that is stressing me out. He actually said last night "my plate is over flowing". Family, work and infertility are taking their toll. Poor guy. It's so frustrating not being able to take some of his stresses away for him. It's stresses me out just knowing he is so stressed.
No updates on the embies today which makes me nervous and sad as I love to hear about them. I was talking to J about it last night and I started growing more concerned the more I thought about the fertilization and ICSI. I was so happy to hear that 5 of 5 fertilized with ICSI but then started worrying. Do they become fertilized once the sperm is inside because if so of course they fertilized. 5 of 5 didn't seem so great then. I read up on it this morning and feel better. I still wish I knew what they were doing. I drove by the hospital the embies are at on my way to work again today and forgot to send good thoughts their way. I will do so on the way home. Yesterday I thought of them a lot.
Last night at dinner I was part of a great conversation with J's family. Really, I listened in but loved every second. Dinner was over and J's Grandma, his Dad and Step-Mother hung around after some others left and J gave a report on our embies. This got the conversation started on grandchildren and love. They were all telling us that your heart grows and accepts all new children and there is room for all of them. J's Grandma said that the heart is so amazing because it can grow to fit as many people as it needs inside. J's Dad said something I will never forget. He was talking about how he didn't think he could love his second grandchild as much as his first and then she was born and he found out he was wrong. He then said, "I'm ready for another one. I am. I'm ready." This made my heart melt. I have a soft spot in my heart for J's dad because he looks so much like J and they act so much alike. We have become even closer on this infertility journey. I get a lot of pats on the back and one arm hugs. I hope this cycle will provide the next grandchild for him. We're ready as well.