We are scheduled for a transfer Saturday (3rd day), but they will call us early Saturday am if they want us to wait until Monday. I guess they schedule everyone for 3 day transfer, and then take a look at what is happening on the morning of Day 3 and make a decision.
It's kind of bizarre to think that little clumps of cells that could one day be a child are sitting in a lab right now. The Boy refuses to get emotionally invested and thinks its all some combination of hocus pocus and scientific theory until I'm officially pregnant, but I can't help be sort of excited that the cellular building blocks of our potential offspring officially exist already.
On the more prosaic matter of how I'm feeling, well, I'm feeling much less crampy than yesterday (there were a couple of moments that made my eyes water), but still am all swollen and bloated. I'm really starting to miss the gym (which I think is actually shocking, and I deserve a medal for even writing that). I'd love to get back there, but the RE and nurses made me promise to wait a few more days.