Heartstrings

It seems that I'm getting pretty bad at blogging. I apologize. It's just that I don't have much to say these days. I'll update you on a few things though, but all are pretty insignificant.

1) J's Christmas party at work: It was Friday, and I really was dreading going. See, last year we made the monumental mistake of telling a few people that we were pregnant. So essentially they were probably expecting me to be walking in with a 4 month old this year. But, that didn't happen. So, for the third year in a row, I walked in alone. Well actually J had to escort me in because of security reasons, but whatever. The party pretty much sucked. There were kids everywhere. And cute ones to boot. J was walking me out and he gets called into a coworkers office to be introduced to his family (more like a gaggle...4 kids--7, 5, 3, 1, and another on the way). Afterwards I joked with J that we might need to approach them with a proposal to pay for a few of his wives eggs since hers seem to be working so well. We had a good laugh.

2) Christmas performance: It went well. I didn't break down and cry when I was singing...thank God. Everyone raved about how well we (our music minister, C, and I) did. They said the song made the performance. **blushing** We sang it again last night at our second performance, and because of the response of many of the concert goers, we're singing it again at the annual Pilgrimage this coming Sunday. The Pilgrimage is pretty cool. Members of several downtown BR churches walk from church to church listening to a few selections from each churches Christmas performance. We start at Mt. Zion Baptist church, then walk to First Methodist Church, First Presbyterian Church, St. Joseph Cathedral, and then we end at our church, First Baptist Church. The churches are usually packed. **ACK**

3) I had forgotten that a blogging friend Beth had sent me some Femara that she had left over, so for grins and giggles, J and I are going to give it one last go. But no IUI's, no OPK's, no stress. I will temp, but that's all!!! (How many of you had bets that we really weren't done? Come on...you can tell me!! lol)

4) Please say a prayer for J. He's having some issues again with his prostate. Nothing too serious, and nothing a month of Flomax can't take care of, but this is a recurring problem for him. (He would die if he knew I was writing this!!) He's being a bit stubborn, and won't go to the doctor until next year because we've used up all our medical pre tax money for this year. It's $20 for pete's sake, but he wants to wait. I really wish he wouldn't, but I can't talk him into making an appointment, and the longer he waits the less likely it is that he'll even be able to get in before Christmas. Men...why are they so stubborn about doctor's appointments???

Well, I think that's all with me. I am trying really hard to not think about the fact that we should have a 4 month old filling up our lives right now. Christmas really would have been different this year.