Post 13

I didn't go on four wheeler rides, I didn't exercise, I just took things really easy hoping that if I did this I was pregnant. The time came, we were up camping, and I started my period. I had given up on the fact of ever having a kid. I sent Kendall out on a four wheeler ride with his dad and I laid in the camper and cried. Before Kendall left he asked if I was ok. I told him I was just really tired and wanted to take a nap. He left thinking I was ok. I cried and cried, and even threw a few things around. I just didn't understand why god was making me so miserable. I heard the four-wheelers coming back, I pulled myself together and wore my sunglasses the rest of the night.

We started the ovulation tests one more time. When the results were positive we once again travel to the University of Utah Fertility treatment for our last insemination. We knew the route by heart. We could have closed our eyes to get there. Kendall who was not a city driver was driving like he lived up there. No hesitation, no questions, he was now an expert!

The insemination was over, the doctor shook our hands and we just sat there in quiet for 15 minutes waiting until it was time for me to sit up. I got dressed and we headed home.