My (2nd) Besty

I love my sister. Some would say I should hate her because she's pregnant, and I'm not. I should also hate her because she's probably one of the cutest pregnant women I know, and she still weighs less than me, even at 6 and 1/2 months... But she is the best pregnant girl ever. She never complains about her pregnancy, doesn't dwell on the side affects, doesn't whine about being sick or fat or in pain, or that she can't sleep at night. She doesn't get offended by stupid comments from other people and is just all around easy to be spend time with. When she does talk about her baby it's usually something like "hey do you want this pack 'n play after my girl has grown out of it?" I love her so much, not only because she's so lovely, good humored and optimistic, but because she is so sensitive to me during a time that is most exciting and scary for her.
Thanks sis! I love you. (sorry you're not my first besty, that spot is reserved for my hubby forever).

Blaringly Negative

I knew I shouldn't get my hopes up, I mean, that would have just been too lucky to get pregnant after the first round on clomid. But still... expecting a positive test is the whole point of trying right? I haven't completely broken into tears though (only a few teary eyes here and there). I am very fortunate to have a wonderful husband. He said he would make today the best it can be. We went to breakfast at my favorite place (Provo Temple), which is not just great because of the food, but the work we do before. It was so nice to feel that peace and love, and to serve someone else.
I'm so grateful to my Father in Heaven for his love, and the strength that he gives me. I know that God has a plan for me and my family and so I'm just going to keep doing the best that I can to serve him. A negative pregnancy doesn't have to determine my attitude.