Another month down (and then some) and no positive. This is kind of expected; my work schedule has taken a lot out of me and I'm never home. It also seems that we are never alone. Then, when we finally have a few hours to relax, the unthinkable happens...
I promise you, the events that transpired recently could only be scripted in a sitcom. It was, seriously, the most awkward time ever. They say until the moment of conception, trying to make a baby is all about practice. There are times when you walk away feeling good, fist-pump the air, and shout for joy; practice was good, we got this! Then, there are moments, like that, where you shake your head and mutter, "I know we can do better!" and just heal up from the personal defeat and try again.
Practice makes perfect, but not every practice is perfect. Just a fact of life. Now, excuse me while I laugh a little more to myself and try to stay focused at work....