D*mn Bug!

I have the baby bug in a bad, bad way right now. I really need to volunteer in the nursery this weekend, because that usually gives me the fix. I sound like a freaking drug addict, don't I?

Anyway, I'm really struggling with waiting for another 19 months. (I so have the timer counting down in my head, I'm more obsessed than the Losties at this point)

DH is convinced (or he at least says it in a convincing tone) that I'm going to be a "fertile myrtle". HA! I just don't have that faith. I keep reminding him that in order to get pregnant, you actually have to be getting your period. Presently I'm somewhere around the six week mark this cycle.

I really want his optimism, and most days I do. Today just seems to be a bad day. I'm sure when the time comes it'll all be fine and even if it's not. It will all work out in the end. Right?

I just have to keep reminding myself of that, which, by the way is not an easy thing to do!