I learned a new word today

Well, the big day has arrived. Egg Transfer Day. We set out for Iowa City at 8:30am. Arrived at the Assisted Reproductive Office and were met by Shirley, another wonderful nurse. I changed into a gown, robe and lovely hair bonnet while Deb changed into scrubs and a matching hair bonnet. Shirley then escorted us to the OR where they would be doing the transfer. The embryologist came in to give us our fertilization report and my smile slowly began to fade. We had started out with 8 embryos fertilized and today, on day 5, we are down to 1 that is of good quality at the morula stage (just shy of being a blastocyst which is what they want it to be) and 7 that were of poor quality. The morula, should go to the blastocyst stage in the next 6-12 hours and the embryologist thought that getting it back inside of me, was it's best chance at thriving and producing a positive result.
Cue the tears. Can I just say how hard it is to listen carefully when all you want to do is lay down on the OR table and sob? Yes this is great news that we have one morula. Don't get me wrong! In my head and heart though I was so excited to get there this morning to hear about our day 5 rockstar blastocyst and then 7 others we'd be able to freeze in the event something happened. The reality is finally setting in that this is it. We are banking on 1 and then we are done. It only takes one, I know this, and all I can think of is please let this be the one.
Thank God Deb was there to really listen (this would be helpful later on the ride home when I made her run through the whole conversation again). 1 of the 7 embryos that was of poor quality was growing faster than the others though. We for sure knew that we would be transferring the good Morula but had to decide if we wanted to also transfer the poorer quality one also.
In the end, we decided to transfer the good morula and the poor but growing embryo also.
After talking to the Dr's and the Director of the Program, they all concurred that it couldn't do any harm to put both in. They confirmed that we would be using #1 and #4, I'll post pics later, and the embryologist got them ready to go in a catheter. Nurse Shirley got me set up in the stirrups. Dr. F, used an abdominal ultrasound to check for fluid in my stomach, which I'm happy to report there was minimal (see previous posts about the fear of OHSS), checked on my ovaries (his exact words were "Wow, your ovaries are HUGE"), checked to see that I had a full bladder and then Dr. Evan did a test run with an empty catheter to ensure that he would easily be able to access the top of my uterus. After the test run, Dr. Evan put the real catheter in, with our two hopes for making Addie a big sister and everyone watched as the two little bubbles came out of the catheter and bounced into my uterus. Unbelievable.
So, now we wait. We can call tomorrow to find out how the remaining 6 embryos did but were told it's very unlikely that they'll make it. For the time being, I'm on strict bedrest (get up to pee only) until tomorrow night and then very light activity until my blood pregnancy test next Friday. It seems slightly strange to ask people to pray for the attachment of an embryo but hey just going through this whole process has been strange. So, throw some positive thoughts up there, prayers, whatever you believe that next Friday, we are met with the news we hope for. :-)
Oh and the new word I learned today was Morula:
The morula, a collection of around 30 cells (blastomere), is created at about 96 hours.  The name of this stage comes from its resemblance to a mulberry, since it really looks like a collection of spherical cells.

Cheers,
Mic
Deb and I right before going into the OR for the Egg Transfer