Okay, Thursday was hilarious.  I did my OPK in the morning & it was positive.  In all the years of OPKing, it has never been positive on the first day.  So I took another one a half hour later & it was negative.  Now that's wierd!  I called the doctor's office & the nurse said I should go in just in case & could I get there by noon?  I sputtered a yes & then went running around trying to get my DH up ("Wake up, we gotta go!), myself dressed, my 2 year old dressed, packed for a couple days because we have to go out of town for the treatments.  During all of this I keep taking deep breaths and telling my body, don't worry, everything's okay, I'm not in danger, I'm ready to have a baby...We didn't end up doing the IUI until Saturday, but I had a great visit with my 2 SILs & my BIL.  There were three eggs, a 26, 28, & 15 (I think).  I can't help but wonder if the 26 & 28 are my twins.  :)  Last week I asked my daughter what she would think of having a baby that would live with us (not just a daycare baby).  She was totally for it, which surprised me.  I asked her if she wanted a sister or a brother & she said she wanted a brother.  Then, while saying a food prayer at my SIL's house, she said, "Bless my brother."  I couldn't believe it!  It brought tears to my eyes.  Wouldn't it be amazing if I'm pregnant with her brother right now?  One day pregnant with 265 days to go?  :)  I'm probably getting way ahead of myself, but I can't help it!