We've lost the tooth. Got pulled on Friday by the doctor. My mom says your kids losing their first tooth is traumatic b/c it makes you realize that they're not babies.....she said her realization that I wasn't a baby was when I came to see her in the hospital after having my sister. She touched my arm...and I didn't feel so soft after touching a baby. She cried.

We officially stopped not trying Friday night. And it's been fun. After having a long conversation....I've never been more attracted to my husband. He doesn't have to do anything but tell me how he feels about me and I flounder.

This morning I got a call that one of my friend's has found out about a surprise pregnancy. I laughed and cried with her. It would be kinda cool if we were preggo at the same time.....we could share clothes...and have someone to whine to about everything.

I'm going to buy a test today just to have a few around. I few like my ligaments are stretched, I look a little bloated and I feel a little gassy....all in the same ways as last time. I'm probably jumping the gun....but I knew really early last time. Wouldn't that be some shit.