So Many Tales to Tell

I have had a million blog posts on my mind, and can't seem to make the time to put them on the page. Things have been super busy at work and I have been kicking ass and taking names.

I suck at gluten free, but I am still slowly working on it.

DH and I went to counseling, the therapist was a bit of a douche and I'm not sure I want to go back but we have an appt. next week and I still haven't canceled.

Running is going good. I had to buy new shoes b/c my knees were starting to hurt and that is a sign my shoes are blown out.

We had a conversation about "the drinking" but I think we need to go further with it.

We met with the minister at the little church we have been attending for the last few months and talked about how to officially join. The ministers visit to our home is a hilarious post all on its own. I will write about it soon.

We visited my brother and met my new niece. I'm hoping to go back to see them at the end of the month for oldest 2nd B-day.

I thought I was pg last month for about 3 days. My acupuncturist H thought so too. She said my pulse wasn't slippery but something was going on. I was never late and had 3 BFN tests, but she thinks something might have started but didn't finish. So H thinks we should start casually TTC. I have mixed feelings about it. I do think DH and I have come miles from where we were a few months ago, but I still feel we have miles to go. I feel very strong emotionally and physically but the thought of being pg still scares me badly. I want to be secure, knowing if I did get pg and it went wrong that I wouldn't fall back in that fucking hole I have worked so hard to get out of. I'm not that secure yet.

So I think we should just wait at least for a little bit.