IF t-shirts

I don't know about you, but I need a smile today.  Here's my attempt to make us all smile a bit.


Here are the previous years: 2011, 2012, 2013, 2014

IF memes

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(maybe this might be for some in the earlier stages of IF)

More memes here and here.

Signs

Perhaps only an FCP would turn the car around in order to take a picture of this sign.  

They were not handing out green baby stamps though (or green babies for that matter).  :)

Except maybe me getting pregnant...  Just kidding, God!  (God can take a joke, right?) 
It is a nice reminder though.  ;)

The difficulty arises when you can't tell the difference between "no" and "wait."
It can be a challenge to figure out what to do instead or in the meantime.

IF t-shirts that talk for you

I made some more IF t-shirts for when you want to get your point across without saying a word.  Here are the previous years: 2011, 2012, 2013.  Enjoy!  ♥

And one for a husband to wear.

IF memes

image courtesy of photostock / freedigitalphotos.net

More IF memes here.

I didn't marry your uterus and other quotes

Here are some funny or cute things DH has said...


This was CD2 and it also was the day after taking naltrexone for first time in a week and a half.

DH:  You're in a good mood today.  You're maybe a little loopy even.
Me:  I took my naltrexone last night.  Oh, it also could be that my blog readers are praying for me extra.  I wrote on my blog yesterday that I was sad.
DH:  You should tell them to calm down their prayers.

While planning for a weekend trip involving a drive of several hours...

DH:  Don't forget to pack your naltrexone.  If you forget, I will send you home to get it.  By yourself.

Me:  I'm sorry I can't give you a child.
DH:  I did not marry your uterus.  I married you.

Talking about DH's sister-in-law who recently had a baby...

DH:  I wouldn't be surprised if she's pregnant again soon.  She's younger than you.  You know, these are her most fertile years.
Me: (pouts and hangs head in sadness)
DH:  That's okay.  Your fertile years are coming.
Me:  (raised eyebrows)
DH:  It's okay.  I'm going to be an old dad.  Abraham was an old dad.

DH is going to the grocery store...

DH:  Do want anything?  And don't say babies because I can't buy you babies.

After picking up an expensive antibiotic...

DH:  $100?!?  That's gold-coated medicine.
Me:  Really.  So there's gold on there?
DH:  No.  It's probably platinum.