Good news and bad news

The bad news is: I got the results of today's blood work and the Hcg hormone (which we were hoping would have spiked by today) actually dropped.
The good news is: it is still too early to tell.

• If the embryos implanted later than we would expect, my numbers would not have spiked yet.
• The number had not dropped significantly from Wednesday, so there is a chance that it had dropped all the way to 0 and is on the increase and we just don't know it yet.
  
• I have a friend that had a Hcg level of 0 on an Friday and it was 1000 on the next Monday! She has beautiful twin girls to show for it.

I was devastated when I heard the news. I so desperately wanted them to tell me that my numbers had increased. My heart is hurting so much, but my head keeps telling me not to give up. It could just be too early. This is going to be the longest weekend of my life.
I tell you all of this so that you can continue to pray...please, please pray for God's hand on our lives. I am so overwhelmed with so many emotions. I know that this is out of our hands, that He has been in control from day one. I trust that He will work it out. I know that He is good, no matter what happens. But, I am so confused. I am so scared. I am so anxious. I need Him to pour down His comfort and patience.
My estrogen levels had dropped as well, so I had to restart the estrogen pills and patches (I stopped them earlier in the week because of the fluid retention). Please pray that my body will respond better this time and that I don't have to repeat the "tale of the water balloon" to you!
Thank you all for your prayers. The support that we have gotten from our family and friends has carried us through so many of these days.

P.S. I have another story of God's provision: (Remember my post a couple of weeks ago about needing comfort and receiving my friend's rosary and prayer to Saint Gerard?) If you haven't read it, it is here.
About an hour before I got this news, I saw one of the nurses that works at my Ob/Gyn's office (not the fertility specialist). She asked for the update and I told her that I should know something by this afternoon, but wouldn't know anything official until Wednesday. She took off the necklace that she had on her neck and put it on mine. It is a pendant of Saint Gerard (the Saint of Motherhood). She told me that she wanted me to have it and that she is praying for me.
WOW- that is twice that He has used a friend in a very similar way to bring me comfort. It is amazing how much comfort a rosary and a Saint can bring a Southern Baptist! I am beginning to think we should name our first boy Gerard Woolley, what do you think?