I'm Home!

***Just in case anyone needs a warning, there's some baby in this post.***

And exhausted. And super busy. And it's CD1. Cool.

We got back from Honduras ridiculously early Sunday morning. It was a nice weekend. Sort of. It was great to see my BIL and SIL and so nice to finally meet my niece, but things were a little bit weird. My SIL said the baby doesn't sleep during the day, but then they spent most of the time in her bedroom. Every now and then, they would pop out for a few minutes and then go back in for hours. Finally around dinner time, the baby would come out and we'd get to hold her and hang out with her but it was only for about an hour or so. I think my SIL just has a bad case of "first time parent" (jumping every time the baby coughs, bathing in hand sanitizer, etc). Maybe? I don't know, but if that the case I hope she's able to relax soon. I ended up spending most of my time with the dogs, which is fine by me - I'm a freak and I'm more comfortable around animals than most people anyway.

So other than the Rapunzel situation, it was a nice trip. Honduras (the tiny corner of it that we saw, at least) was pretty cool. It's a lot like Guatemala - kind of tropical and mountainy at the same time.

We fed some really aggressive ducks.

And saw tons of iguanas!

We also drove to the coast to have lunch on the water.

I learned how to make sushi.

 I made some new buddies. These pups were so snugly and I was so sad to say goodbye to them.

And of course, we met our niece.

That last picture breaks my heart a little bit. We look like a family. That's what our life would look like if we never had trouble TTC. But we did. We still are. Today is another CD1. On to cycle #17. It's still business as usual for us right now. We're definitely going to keep trying on our own for two more cycles. After that, who knows? Seth and I have a lot of pretty big decisions to make over the next few weeks, so I think we just need to take things one day at a time.

For now, I'm just trying to stay busy. That's not hard at all though. My new job is a ridiculous amount of work for only 5 credit hours - but I really love it! It is such an awesome feeling to actually like your job. It's such a nice change to not be absolutely miserable just thinking about being at work. In spite of the IF crap, I feel like a very lucky girl.