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So fast forward: I get my degree in Human Development and Family Studies from UCONN, Masters in Ed from Wheelock, work for 2 years at one school, then end up getting the job I have now. And as it turns out my principal is the Dad of a preemie (albeit his son is now 26 years old!). And one of my new co-workers is the parent of one of my very first students.

Well shortly after Jay decides to apply for a tech job at my work and gets to know this coworker who encourages him to start his own family. He also gets to know the kids and gets the baby bug. Next thing ya know we're walking down the street pretending to push a baby carriage. :) Mike and Lauren also decide to start trying at this time, which is awesome so Lauren and I can do the whole pregnancy/motherhood thing together! But they start before us, Spring of '08.

So July '08 I stop taking my baby blocking meds. August I decide to go back on since I felt like a psycho without it. I'm totally one of those PMDD girls. I wanna rip people's faces off without the meds. Sept I hear Norm Bossio speak at work and he included a bunch of stories about how wonderful his life is because he's a grandpa. I was inspired then and there to have myself a baby. Back off the meds. Sept no baby. October no baby. Lauren tells me she's pregnant.

November no sign from my body that I'm baby-less, interesting. December no sign from my body that I'm baby-less. People tell me that I'm upset that Lauren's pregnant and I want it so badly that my brain stopped my body from doing its thing. I disagree. Of course I wanted a baby, but even more than that I wanted my body to act normally. Either way, but not this weird limbo thing. I know that my brain is powerful, but not more powerful than my "aunt Flo," ew. And I just don't feel right. Super tired like mono or anemia and just off.

Home test after home test reads "NOT PREGNANT" or lines that mean the same thing. Blood test says I'm baby-less. Beginning of December I call Dad and have him read me the results of my blood work and he tells me I'm not NOT pregnant, but I'm not pregnant either, kinda like a little pregnant. He thinks they'll have me come back for more blood work in a few weeks. End of December my doctor calls in a medicine to help my body get normal. If my body's still not cooperating in 1 week then I could be baby-full.

One week goes by. Nothing. I call the office and the nurse tells me to wait another week. And my this time my chesticles are hurting, which I knew could be a sign of baby in the belly, but I didn't know if it could also be a side effect of the medicine. So I go back for more blood work to make sure nothing was wrong with my body and I assumed to get tested for pregnancy too. Call up to get the results, everything's fine. And the pregnancy test?????