We're looking at homelessness (and childlessness!)

It seems no one wants to sell a house to anyone who is in the process of selling their old house.  I'm keeping my fingers crossed on this last one we made an offer on (house number 6, offer number 7 since we made two offers on the same house, once before we were in contract, once after).  We even wrote the owners, who are the original owners from 1975(!), to tell them that we really just want a nice house to raise a family in (HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA).  After we sent it, I immediately had thoughts of them coming back in 5 years asking where our kids were, and accusing us of buying their home under false pretenses.

I spent Easter with my mother, the least supportive person in the world.  I am not a religious person, but she is, and she begged me to come so she wouldn't have to spend Easter alone.  It was a disaster.  My husband and I went to her house and picked her up to go out.  It was sort of a last-minute decision, and I would have been perfectly happy cooking something, but I think he felt bad about me having to do all the cooking and cleaning at her house when I do most of it at home too.  So we drove around trying to find a restaurant that was open and had space for us, and we ended up at a VERY expensive restaurant.  The bill came to $200.  My mom's first attempt to pay with her credit card was declined.  Luckily, she has a whole wallet full of credit cards!  So she managed to pay, but there is no way I'm ever going out with her again.  And then, they gave us caramel candy, and right after she said "I once lost a filling to a caramel", guess what happened?  That's right, and not only a filling, but also part of a tooth.

So I have my pap smear today and then we'll be rapidly approaching decision time for IVF.  I'm anxious to get an antral follicle count.  I think that will give us a much better idea of the likelihood of IVF working.  Every month I hold out hope that this could be the month.  As every doctor has told us, there's no reason why we haven't gotten pregnant on our own (of course, that was before we knew just how badly my ovaries were doing).  Today is CD 23.  Last month, my cycle was 23 days, and the previous month it was 21, and those are the only two cycles I've had since all of the fibroids were removed.  At the moment, there is no sign of a period, and I usually have spotting the week before.  I have no breast tenderness (but I never do for ovulation or PMS or anything), I've had some nausea, and today I'm constipated.  Also, for the last week, I've had tons of lower back pain, and since my uterus is retroverted (that's the word for tipped backward, right?), I tend to feel anything that happens in my back as well as my front.  So maybe this is the cycle where everything works the way it should.