Random with a touch of hope

Friday is here already! The appointment went just like I remembered from last year. New people were in the room for the scan and mock transfer which means 2 new sets of eyes have seen my lady parts in all their glory. After all the intimate undressed from the waist down business, I went in to talk with the IVF/FET coordinator. Her encouraging and honest words were a good thing to hear today and much needed. I can't say I have any less fear about the outcome, but talking with her solidified our decision to forgo further procedures. And best of all, the nurse who took my blood matched my wrap to my favorite pair of Sperrys.

Kyle and I don't care to handle a lot of serious business on the phone...we prefer the whole face to face option...but we always pick up the phone to have a funny convo or leave a very amusing message. Today's conversation after leaving the appointment was no different.

Me: Guess what? They said my uterus was beautiful. You should be so proud.
Kyle: That's one of the things I've always loved about you; your stunning ute.

He always has a way to makes me feel special.

The past couple of days I spent painting the "nursery." When we bought our house back in '05 it was brand new with white walls begging to be painted. I painted one room at a time...and occasionally repainted...but there was always one room left white. We planned to use it as a nursery when the time came but kept it as a guest room in the meantime. I bought the paint back in March right before the 7th & 8th IUIs.
The color turned out to be even more gorgeous than I imagined. When Kyle came home he said how much he liked it and how much he hoped the room would soon be used for a nursery. We hope with all our hearts...