Today could have been the day...

... but it wasn't.

William is so cute. I told him at dinner I took a pregnancy test this morning.  He was like... "and"...

I just laughed... I mean did he really think that he would be still in the dark if it was positive at dinner.  I told him that I would have jumped on him this morning in bed.  His response... "Don't do that, it could hurt our baby."

We talk about "our" baby... even refer to it/them by names.  Yes, we decided on a few names that are definites.  We have one girl name and one boy name.  William says... what if we need two of each. I said... let's just hope for one right now.

So we have names but no baby. Some people might think that's unhealthy.  I'm gonna go ahead and say it's hopeful.  I'm still hopeful.  And I love our baby.  Or babies.

It's been almost a year.  Part of me is happy it's taken this long.  Then William was reluctant.  Now William is excited. Then we still had 6 months of military training ahead of us.  Now we only have a deployment.  Then we were a little less rich.  Now I've paid off a third of my loans and we have WELL over enough for a down payment saved up.  Then I was a new grad.  Now I have a year of work under my belt, my full license and I could work from home.

Crossing my fingers for my next cycle.  Thank the Lord William is being put on a rig long term near our house!  
Peyton