There is nothing better...

....than the smell of bread baking. My mouth hasn't stopped watering. Mmmm. I can smell the cinnamon. Yum-o.

So, the past 2 days have been a bit rough. As if the phone call from the doctor confirming I wasn't pregnant wasn't enough, the first "friend" I made down here posted on facebook the very next day that she was pregnant. I'm excited for her, but I was quite hurt that she didn't think. We would have been due the same week. Don't get me wrong, she has every right to shout it from the rooftops, but I guess I kinda wish I had been given SOME kind of warning. Randy said he saw it, but didn't want to say anything. (Um...cause I'm not checking facebook hourly he thought I might not see it?) I called a good friend, met her for lunch, had a good cry, prayed about it, and now I'm better. Like the good friend pointed out, who wants to be pregnant the EXACT same time as someone else? Then it gets competitive. Who looks cuter? Whose baby kicked first? Blah blah blah. Besides, we are letting Wyatt skip school for the state fair tomorrow, and I wouldn't be able to ride rides if there was a wee one. I was bitter and jealous, but I truly believe I'm over it. Now, I can't say that I'll be thrilled to hear her complain about morning sickness (Because, really, I'd give ANYTHING for it) but, I will put on a smile and wish her well anyway.

Yesterday I went to Wyatt's soccer game. Let me tell you what Super Goalie (Wyatt) did. He was swinging from the goal post, and it fell on top of him. That's right, my all star athlete was attacked by the goal. *Sigh* Although, when he was on the field, he did kick 2 away from the goal, so there's progress! (The most action he had on the field last year was picking his nose)

I did decide that I needed to log out of this message board I'm on for other women going through infertility treatments. I won't tell you how many sticks I peed on in the last week, but let's just say the high number was encouraged. It got to the point that all I wanted to do was post or check for replies. I had to walk away. And I really do feel better for it. I look at it this way...I've been through a cycle, so now I know what to expect. I'm not going to second guess every little twinge. When I go in for the IUI I won't be nervous, because I know how it will feel. So I guess I"m really pretty lucky that way :)

We have to replace our heat pump. We knew we would this fall, but, well, I waited until the last minute. We had been planning on having to spend 4,000.00 based on an estimate my dad was given. Get this...it's only ONE thousand! What a relief!! He did tell us that the outside portion still had a couple of good years left. WAHOO!!!