Dan: Are you...Blogging?

I guess he didn't know I was blogging. He got on the computer this morning and said, "Raaaaaaaach. What's this?...Are you...blogging?" I told him I was. He didn't seem to understand why...well sweetheart, I don't have a job I can distract myself with and if I don't spit out the insanity of a typhoon in my brain I'm pretty sure my head will spin and then explode.

"It looks professional. It looks nice." He said. I'll take that compliment.

So whether he understands or not is the point. I probably should have told him...I don't generally keep things from him. I guess I didn't think he would get it or maybe he wouldn't take it seriously. Silly Rachel. Why do you have so many doubts?!

On another note: Invia Fertility is where we are starting at. Enough poking and prodding already completed that would match the quota of a normal person's life, but NOT ME! Waiting for lots of labs to come back and then waiting on AF to start so I can begin another round of tests and biopsies.

If only this was enough to keep my happy for the rest of my life.

This is not abuse. He has a case of the itchy scratchies so I used Bed Head for Kitties (no joke, it really exists) and cleaned him up real nice. Okay, I look like a creepy cat lady. A real baby would make this so much more appropriate. :)