Started looking at puppies today. Fat, wiggly, lovey puppies.

My husband and I have wanted to get a puppy for a while now, but logic prevailed and we asked each other: “But...what if we find out we are pregnant?”.

We don’t want to be those assholes who re-home their puppy in 9 months, when they can’t handle being first time parents and a giant puppy.

But, at this point, the BFN blues have me so low, I just want to wrap a puppy in my arms and never leave my room.