Day two of bedrest, and all is well.
In fact, it’s outstanding at the moment.
I just got the call from the embryology lab that 7 (expanding and/or hatching) great quality blasts made it to freeze. SEVEN.
You know what that means right? The pressure is officially off.
I’m saved from having to look in that closet for quite awhile.
A pardon of epic proportions.
Take that, you mangy monsters!