Negative, Batman. in 2014

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed, but it's not as bad as I thought it would be. Realistically, I know it's a good thing. We're still getting back on our feet right now. While we could definitely make it work out, it's better to wait a bit longer. I think Ben is disappointed, too. He just doesn't want to admit it and is putting on a front of logical thinking.

Though, if I haven't started by next Saturday, I will take the other test. My track record with pregnancy tests isn't the best. The first test I ever took I was about a month along with Robbie and it came back negative. The second at three months only showed a very, very faint second line.

Funnily enough, after that, a couple of friends had the same experience and started saying they "pulled a Vamp."

I'm 95% sure I'm not pregnant. My period last month was weird. I was starting to wonder if I was having a miscarriage when it finally stopped, if that tells you anything about how bad it was.

I'm still glad I made the choice to get off of hormonal birth control. I had little to no sex drive, which will put strain on any relationship, and I fully blame my weight gain over the last couple of years to them. I lost weight quickly in January when I didn't have my pills for two weeks while waiting on my new insurance cards, and now I'm not even trying to loose weight and it's still coming off. My emotions were all over the place, too. It wasn't as bad on Yaz as it was with the pills they had me on last year at this time. Imagine PMS and pregnancy hormones amplified by one hundred. It wasn't pretty. Ben needs an award for sticking with me through that.

My back, legs and arms are killing me today, but it's that satisfying sort of ache you get after hard work or a good workout. We still have a ways to go before everything is organised and sorted and unpacked. We don't have a kitchen or dining room yet as that's where we stuck stuff while unpacking the truck, and the dining room table is in the kitchen. Literally. It's on it's side in front of the sink. You have to think skinny and squeeze past it to get to the fridge.

Ben and I talked a lot last night about making healthier choices once Robbie and I get settled at home. Some of the things we've talked about is avoiding as much high fructose corn syrup as possibly, cutting out gluten and getting a water filter so we all start drinking more water.

I also want to cook more at home without using packaged mixes, like Hamburger Helper. It can't be that hard making your own. Then you know exactly what's in it and it's not overly processed.

I showed this to Robbie earlier and he loved it. He's watched it no less than 20 times. It's weird for me watching it on YouTube since I know how it looks in 3D. I keep waiting on lasers to shoot out of the walls over my head when I watch it.