Hurry Up and Wait

Not really much going on......This last weekend, we went to Nashville and had a blast. We have joked that if/when her pregnancy happens, and the possibility exists that the little one was conceived in Nashville, we will come up with lots of Nashville-related names and tell everyone that we were thinking along those lines. Stuff like "Ryman Adelphia" or "Gaylord Clayton". Oh, the possibilities. And just a warped sense of humor.

Some stuff happened this week that has Leah puzzled. I'm not going into medical descriptions or anything, but it certainly isn't something that she deems normal. So she's going to the doctor on Monday. They'll also be able to test and see if she is indeed ovulating. I think she was kinda wanting to go on fertility meds, but I told her that we have NOT been that precise with our planning, and I didn't want it to be a thing of "Give me a magic pill and make me pregnant, cause I want a baby REALLY badly." If there's medical reasons for them, fine. But not until we're convinced that our bodies somehow aren't cooperating. I think she was a bit disappointed, but she understood.