My NP Appointment

So I had my appointment with my NP today and she was amazing!
I took her my charts and she was super supportive, she said thats the way she figured out her cycles when she had her kids. She said based on my charts she can clearly see that I am ovulating, and that I have a good LP length, its 13 days. She said that because we had such a rocky first 6 or so months of trying that she wanted me to wait 3 more months and see what happens. She said that since I now know when I am ovulating that she wants us to have sex at least everyother day from CD 10 or 11 through CD 16 or 17.
Before I left she told me that she had a good feeling about next cycle for me, I really hope she is right. When I got home I saw a rainbow, I have seen about 5 of them since my grandma passed in May and I really believe that she sends them to me to let me know that everything is going to be ok.
The only thing that kind of made me mad at my appointment today was the nurse that does your workup before you see the Dr. or NP. She asked if my hunny and I had been able to get away for a weekend and get sloppy drunk, because that really works you know! WOW! This was after I told her that I have been off BCPs for almost a year, I was not pleased!
Other than that I could not have asked for a better appointment and my NP said if your not pg in 3 months we will get the ball rolling on those tests!

Mini Meltodown

Well let me start by saying that I am proud of myself that I was able to keep it together until I got home. Now on to what happened. We were invited to a wedding of a long time friend of DH's. He and the bride are both members of the local volunteer fire department that my H volunteers on. The bride is also in the military. They told everyone when they decided to get married in July that they wanted to be pg by December so she didn't have to be deployed.

At that point we had been trying for 7 months and all I could say was I hope that works out for ya. Right before the toast I hear the bride say I can't have anything...he says a couple sips won't hurt you. Then after the toast he stands up and thanks everyone for coming...blah, blah, blah. The she whispers something in his ear and he says oh and one more thing we are 10 weeks pregnant. My heart sank. I was soo sad. When we got home DH went to watch TV and I went to the bedroom and cried. I got it out and was over it in a matter of minutes but it stung really bad.