5 months ago, I was at a loss as to where our lives were heading. We had moved into another rental and our infertility was still unresolved. Time was just moving forward. A House Does Not the Family Make.

A miscarriage story and finding the hope to move on. However, she had her own schedule. Her schedule is getting better. I will take any extra hours of sleep I can get and now I normally get one decent chunk of 3.

So yesterday I blogged about the challenges A and I have been having lately. I was looking for any suggestions or commiseration I could get. The blogging must have worked some kind of magic ju-ju.

Then we talked about birth control.

Facing the Giants, a blog about pinkcupcakefrog. Which brings me back to Facebook, you mean cold-heart bitch. Yeah that is what I think about you, you allow people to post their happiness on their and it just destroys me time and time again. Okay so I sound like the Grinch, maybe I am the Grinch? Hmmm, probably not. I am a wimp, I should just close my damn account. Anyhoo, this was just a babble, because lately that is what I do.

The adoption process moves very slowly. The wait seems like forever, especially because the wait to have a child started way before the adoption process ever began. But then reality set in.

Unexplained Infertility, Miscarriage, and my journey through IVF. For the past month I have felt that I am in the limbo phase of infertility. I am just sitting around waiting for something to happen. At this point in time I am not actively going to my fertility clinic or getting more blood draws; instead I am just sitting around waiting for things to happen. And, things are moving slowly. If you have ever been in the limbo phase of infertility then you know how frustrating it can be.

Our Foster Case Made the News. Staring at me right in the face. What could we say? What should we say? Take Your Wins Where You Can. So it has been a very long 11 days.

Journaling my journey through infertility and IVF. I have been blessed with the most perfect boy and am so excited to say that my cousin, who you might remember was also going through all of this sorrow, finally is about to adopt a baby-to-be within the next month or so! Please send positive energy her way for a happy, healthy, sticky pregnancy! I would like.