DH flew out today to go on a dove hunting trip, which I was not thrilled about. I hate our little family being split up, and I hate him flying. I especially hate it because he flew with his friend who has a plane and his pilot's license. AHHHHHH! The worst part is that he's going to more than likely be gone while I'm ovulating. This is the first month we are able to try since the removal of my Mirena. I know. What's one month? I was just excited to get the show on the road. Don't you just hate missing the boat?