When it rains- it comes a monsoon.

Greetings again, from the pine ridden hell of East NC. Ok, so I definitely could use and attitude adjustment this week. As I rolled around with my bad attitude, the universe decided to show me that, in fact- my emotions are not the center of the world. I know, sometimes you are forced to think outside of yourself.

We have worried and counted for three months now with baby planning, trying to get all things perfect. My body was not a very cooperate participant. I finally said, ok I give- its going to happen when it happens, and I cannot control fate. Although, I frequently try to control everything. I would be a nasty dictator if given the option. Of course I do not learn lessons quickly, I have to be beaten within an inch of life to learn my lesson. I realize that stubborn is a character flaw.

So after 10 days of provera, my body finally started to cooperate. All is on track again- and a big tank of sperm will be sent to our house next week. Don't worry I will take pictures, I have never seen a big tank of sperm. So we should be happy right, our ducks are in a row? Life has a funny way of saying "Haha you just thought it worked out."

Earlier this week, as we waited to see if my body would cooperate- Andrea got a call from her Dad. We knew her Dad had to have surgery this week, nothing major- in and out day surgery. However when I came home from work on Monday, all caught up in my counting and baby woes- I found Andrea crying on the couch. I am not one to drag out waiting, I said, "Give it to me just tell me whats wrong?" Turns out her Dad's doctor while screening him for surgery found a mass on his right lung. All the air just sort of sucked out of the room, as I watched her cry. Life has a funny way of telling you to slow down and focus on things right in front of you sometimes. We are waiting for more news of tests and things, but we will be back in Dallas in about three weeks.

After the stress of parent issues- we sat down to reflect. Is this the right time to try? We both decided to keep chugging a long, neither of us are getting any younger. On top of all that, I ended up at the doctor's office with Savannah this week too. She has been having some weird stomach illness for about a month now. They gave her meds, and ran about a million tests, so today I wait to see what is wrong with my baby.

In all this, I can see a message. Cherish those who matter most, give an extra hug to the people you love, be there with them in times of need, don't forget to be thankful in the stillness. Stop you are moving to fast, slow down- all the stuff, and things you buy and do. Do not matter, people matter, family matters.

*If anyone reads this on facebook, please keep Andrea's Dad's condition to yourself. Only a few people know right now. All positive thoughts, and well wishes are greatly appreciated.