If at first you don't succeed - skydiving is not for you!

No baby.

I knew I was in the 10% success rate group, so I suppose I shouldn't have been as distraught as I was...but I cried for a good half hour Friday morning when my period started.

I took a pregnancy test on Saturday just in case, but it was negative. As I knew it would be.

Dov took me to the movies Friday afternoon. The first preview was for a new Disney documentary called "Babies." Of course.

I felt a little like Bella from New Moon...Dov kept asking me how I was and I wanted him to stop asking because I was fine when I didn't think about it. But I said, "Fine."

And I really am. I am disappointed, don't get me wrong. But I am so blessed by the church I go to, the family that prays for me and my Facebook network that sends prayers and "major MOJO" our way!

Dov & I are a family, whether there are children or not.

This morning at church, our pastor talked about how we have replaced the Hope of Christ with Wishful Thinking, Blind Optimism and Ambitious Goals.

I didn't see who was running the light board, but it felt like they had the spotlight on my chair. I have approached this whole situation with blind optimism and a LOT of wishful thinking.

But my Hope should not be in my husband. It should not be in SRM or in my ability to lose weight (an ambitious goal, to be sure!) or in my nutritionist. My Hope is in Christ, and not my will but His be done!

Which is easy to say...and by His strength, I will walk the road He lays before me!