Of course

I have a large cyst. Things couldn't possibly go smooth, could they? I told my husband last night that I was afraid I would have a cyst because I was too lucky that AF came so soon after stopping provera. Therefore something had to go wrong. I wish I would have been wrong. Looks like another 3 week-wait. At least.

Hey break, think I might be able to catch you at some point?

I called CPS this morning.

A "mother" told her child she fvcking hated him. Wait, she didn't just tell him. She screamed it loud enough that I could hear her while she was walking down the road. She told him she would beat his ass when they got home. Then, as if it couldn't get worse, she picked up a handful of rocks and threw them at him. While he was balling she added that she hoped he got hit by a car.

I witnessed this in broad daylight. What happens behind closed doors? My heart breaks for that poor child.

Some people just don't deserve their kids. Or even the thought of kids.

Home sweet home. Err, I mean Barn sweet Barn.

I was going to write a post about that sinking feeling you get in your chest. The way you are taken aback, quite literally, you hope no one notices. The lump that forms in the back of your throat when you try to utter the words, "Congratulations, that is so wonderful" without stuttering. The tears that are stinging in your eyes, and how thankful you are for sunglasses. The all over awkwardness you feel and the moment you can just get away and be alone is going to be amazing. At least, that is how I feel when I am shocked with a pregnancy announcement. And yes, it still mostly feels that way when you are thousands of miles away from home and you get the " We just found out we're pregnant with a honeymoon baby" call.

Oh, but I'm not going to talk about that (ha) because I am home from vacation and feeling great! We got home Tuesday night, and Wednesday morning I was already at the new RE's office getting poked. I started provera yesterday, so the wait is on for the next inject cycle to start. I am back, and ready to kick infertility's ass. I hope this attitude sticks around for a while!

I received this award from the amazing Sulfa. She has got to be one of the sweetest girls around, and is among my favorite "bumpies". Read her blog and I promise you will be laughing out loud and cheering her on.

 I received the Versatile Blogger award from the  Infertility Doula. If you haven't read her blog, you need to check her out. I discovered her via twitter, and I am so happy that I found her. It was like she knew I needed her to write this post when she did. Even though I still felt a little like a cheater. :)

Thank you, ladies! You both made me smile.

 So, I admit I am going to combine the two awards, and only list 5 things about myself instead of ten.

1. I rarely call people by their actual names. It's not that I think I make up better names or anything, but if I know you really well, I will probably have something else to call you.

2. I wear dresses almost daily when it is warm. (I would wear them everyday, but that would require shaving my legs everyday. And, well, I'm lazy.)

3. I have a degree in photography. I got burnt out with it a couple years ago, but really need to get back into it, if only for personal use.

4. I cuss too much.

5. I am indecisive (it took me waay too long to decide what 5 things to type), yet very opinionated.

Ok, since I have basically been away from the blogging world for 4 weeks and I am behind on all reading and I don't want to duplicate any awards given, I'm going to just pass the award onto one blog I think everyone should read.

AMB at Only Time Will Tell. You will smile, laugh & cry. (& squeee over the cuteness of her doodle!)