So last night I got together with some friends and for about 30 mins they did nothing but talk about pregnancy and hospital delivery stories. I enjoy listening to them even though sometimes its hard. But then last night I had a dream I was pregnant. And this was the second pregnancy dream in 3 days. Its just harsh that my heart keeps going there even though in my brain I know its not happening for me. Everyone tells me to hang in there and have hope but hope has been my enemy in this part of my life journey for the last 13 years. On a happier note, Lily will be graduating preschool today although my feelings are mixed, they are mostly good! I am very proud of the witty, outgoing, friendly girl she is becoming