Day 1 of 14

I slept like shit most of last night. Tossing and turning, throwing pillows...I ended up in the guest room, which I also call the empty baby room b/c of its wonderful yellow color and nursery feel. It will be the nursery when we eventually get pg.

As I was lying in the guest bed the thought popped into my head that our future child might just have spent its first night of life in the nursery, and it made me feel so happy. I finally fell asleep and was amazed at how refreshed I felt this morning. It if the first time I have ever spent more than 15 mins in that room without needing to cry.

I think this 2ww might officially make me crazy. I am trying so hard not to get my hopes up, but it is too damn hard.