I just love Christmas.  I really do.  The decorating, the baking, the wrapping presents, the songs....and on top of all that stuff, there's the magnitude of God's gift to us through Jesus.  And everything is extra exciting this year because it's Jude's first Christmas.

Last week, FIVE different couples we're friends with found out they are pregnant (or announced they are pregnant, they may have found out earlier).  That's just crazy...but I am super excited for them all.  Also last week I took a just in case HPT (because I just had a funny feeling), and it was negative.  I was a little sad and a little relieved.  It really would be too soon, but part of me is so anxious to start trying again.  I still haven't had a PPAF, but sometimes I feel like my body is gearing up to O.  DH and I have talked about waiting until Jude is at least 9 months (because I want to nurse for at least one year) to start trying...but who knows if my cycle will even be back then.

A weird realization: this is the first year that we haven't been pregnant for Christmas since we've been married.  Sometimes I feel awkward bringing up those pregnancies that ended in miscarriages, but they are an important part of my life....