No, thats just fat, but thanks for asking!

So as many of you know we started trying to have another baby since last summer. Kaydence desperately needs someone to play with or at least someone who will sit still long so she can cover them in stickers. Well after trying for seven months, I stopped having a cycle. So exciting right that usually means that Josh's friend met my friend and Kaydence will have a new person to put her sticker collection on.

Nope, that not what happened, it turns out my friend was a little stubborn and didn't want to leave its cozy little home. Which in turn developed into a cyst. The doctors advice, go home and have sex, every other day come back in four days. Now I pride myself on my intelligence but this day I was lacking common sense. I asked him "Why?" He was hoping that my friend would leave home and find its mate, oh yeah that makes sense now. Well it obviously did not work.

What to do now? Sit and wait for this time bomb to explode so I can be in excruciating pain and possible continue to have problems. That sounded horrible to me so after doing my own research on my problem it sounded like a little bit of weight loss would help me and hopefully get my system back on the regular course it has been on for most of my life. So back on birth control and with help from my doctor starting a weight loss program. I have now lost 12 pounds in a month and I am still counting.

I am sure if you are still reading this your wondering why the heck I titled this the way I did. I felt my story needed some background first. We went to my in laws ward today to see my brother in law sing in sacrament. Their ward is an older ward and has many older women that know everything about everyone and their family in the ward. After sacrament I was approached by my mother in laws visiting teaching partner. She nicely asked me, "how are you feeling?" Kinda thought it was weird but I did just have a cold, so I replied, "good thanks." Then she continues, "Thats good, so your due in the summer, you guys are due in the same month, only a week away right?" After a confused frustrated look I told her, "I am not pregnant, thats Bonnie." See not only is my sister pregnant, but two of my sister in laws are expecting in July about a week apart. Trying to be nice and not let this lady feel bad I told her "we have been working on that." She replies, "oh, well thats so much fun to work on." She leaves and I am thinking wow too much info!

Lets just say this rubs me the wrong way because this is the second time I have had one of these old , nosey ladys assume I am pregnant. Another lady in their ward, went all out to ask me when I was due and if I was excited to have another one. Then when I told her I wasn't pregnant, and asked her where she heard that, she blamed it on my mother in law. Which by the way was a lie.

So I can take from my experiences as incentive to work out harder, do many more crunches, skip that brownie or cookie or I can just remind myself that they are just crazy, old ladies with nothing better to do in the geriatric ward.