Well, T turned 40 last week. Poor guy, I was teasing him relentlessly :). I did plan a surprise party for him over the weekend and it went fabulously except for one hitch -- his b*tch ex-wife. She decided that she needed to tell T that there was a party for him because she is just a b*tch. Of course, I find out because my dear, dear husband just cannot let it go and keeps pestering me with thinly veiled questions. Then, one hour before the party, as I am getting in the shower, he straight up asks me if there is a party and lets me know the B*tch had told him. The only reason she knew was because my in laws were trying to surprise T by getting my stepson, M, for the weekend for the party. Of course, the B*tch waited to the last minute to tell my in laws she wasn't going to drive to meet them, nor would anyone else, so they would have to buy a plane ticket. By the time she told this to them, it was too late. Only 9 years and 9 months until she is out of our lives FOREVER!! But I am not counting down or anything.
Surprisingly enough, my period started on its own. So, I am back on the Clomid train. We go in on Nov. 2 to see if/how many follicles we have. I am nervous..whooo buddy am I nervous. Even if we get pregnant this round, I am now terrified of losing the pregnancy. Before, it was all worry for whether I COULD get pregnant. Now it's can I do it again and can I carry the baby to term with a healthy delivery. I HATE HATE HATE having to just wait and see what happens. Just one little peak into the future to see if we have another child or two besides B isn't too much to ask, is it??