The last two or so days I've had an excess of hope, it's been really nice. I'm officially 1/2 way through my provera Rx so in the next 7-21 days I'll have a period, I've never so looked forward to that awful time of the month! Somewhere, somehow in the last 5 or so days my hope has grown like weeds and I'm so happy, nay elated! My heart leaps for joy inside my chest even now! I'm back to my goofy self looking at maternity shirts, and pregnancy apps (for my ipod touch), and day dreaming about pregnancy and all things babies. I'm not sure what "caused" this or if it's just the Big Man upstairs pouring out his amazing love on me but it's so welcome.