….at all. Not even one little tiny ounce – but according to some comments on my lst post, that is entirely possible. Therefore, I’m going with it.
I’m so very thankful to have people commenting and thinking of me through this process. I know that I am not near as far a long as others are and I don’t foresee any issues in my conceiving like many of the women in this network, and for that I’m grateful. It will happen when it is supposed to happen – that I agree with. Somedays the Veruca Salt in me comes out and I have a hard time keeping her at bay.
Lori and I had a fabulous weekend – Saturday we went and got a new bed. We’ve been needing to do this for quite some time, so it was not money that I stressed about leaving. Finally we don’t have our mattress sagging in the middle, and it makes for a much better night’s sleep for sure. Sunday we went to the Bronco’s vs. Chiefs game (I am NOT a football fan!) and Lori enjoyed it immensely. I didn’t hate it, just don’t get the whole idea of men running around after a ball – not much of a sports fan myself at all.
After shopping on Saturday, we decided to go out to eat. We haven’t been out in a while (attempting to save money – which we are terrible at – but that’s another post) so we decided to go to Outback. Sitting there in the booth and there is a family next to us with a baby that can’t be any older than 6 months or so. Well, he had learned a new noise (this high pitched squeal – not really easy to explain) and was having a blast. He’s laughing and cooing at us and, of course, I fall apart!
Here’s hoping for 2 lines on Sunday!