So I went to the Dr this morning and it went really well. I had 3 mature follicles. 1 at 18mm and 2 at 17mm and one slacker at 12mm that won't mature in time. Since Mike is gone until tomorrow afternoon, the Dr sent me home with my trigger shot and told me to give it to myself tonight. That way 24 hours later at prime ovulation time, Mike will be home for sure. Let the TWW begin!!!

Ok so now on to the title of this blog. As I have mentioned before, My very awesome friend Sierra has been watching London during all of my infertility appointments recently. She only lives about 10 mins from me, and her house is very nice and in a great neighborhood. Now with that said, there is this brief moment on that short 10 minute drive over that really makes me question why we chose to live in Alabama.  Below is a very bad photo I took on my camera phone while driving today. ( I know I know, but London wasn't with me, and I slowed way down and never took my eyes off the road). I know the quality is crappy, but it is the best I could get from the window of a moving car. Please allow me to explain. What you are looking at is a probably 12+ foot tall tree stump. On top of that tree stump is a plastic little tikes play house like this one. It appears to be resting on a piece of plywood which is some how magically attached to the tree stump. Maybe, just maybe, they don't actually let the kids play in it, right? Oh but they probably do. Can you see the ladder leading right up to the door on the "playhouse"? Can you say, DEATH TRAP??? Oh but for some reason God decided to let this person have children, and I'm the one who is infertile? Really! REALLY?