Once again

Once again... I think I am not pregnant. At least I think my symptoms are fading away seriously. Jeff and I ordered a heart doppler yesterday and I cant wait for it to get here. I thought about calling my dr. but I keep saying to myself... if its going to happen, its going to happen. There is nothing I can do to change what God has planned. Of course, I dont know if I could handle another miscarriage. I've thought about it and I dont think I would want to try again. Too heart breaking. But I will keep praying that we have a healthy baby. I might say I wish it was a boy or a girl from time to time and I have to have the baby in February for sure but when it comes down to it, we just want a baby, a healthy one. I dont think that too much to ask. Is it? Another reason why I dont think I am pregnant is because of my picture we took for 10 weeks. I dont think I look any bigger... maybe the same but not bigger. If you look at my 1st pregnancy photos, you can see my belly not changing from weeks 7 to 8. Jeff and I just started last week taking photos of my belly. I guess this is the reason why I didnt want to but a friend of my mine said I should. I know I should.. but my last pregnancy took the joy out of this one.
On top of all this... our house wont sell for the life of us. We have showings after showings and Jeff and I put our house in the paper under LEASE TO OWN and we only had two calls about it. I thought our phone would be ringing at least a couple of times through out the week. BUT NO!!! We even placed a St. Joesph at the house and said a prayer to help sell the house. I am so sad because two houses down from us, they put there house on the market a couple of weeks ago. This weekend it says "SALE PENDING". I looked at Jeff and said I guess our house is not pretty enough.
I go back and forth about what if's. Should we have bought this new house? But then again, whats wrong with getting a better layout,a better yard at an AWESOME price?

Jeff and I always try to do everything right. We always try to stay on our budget and invest when we can, we dont buy things we dont need, we always take care of the things we have and we are greatful. We work hard for what we have. We earned it. But when will Jeff and I get a break? We try to be responsible and yet we never fall on our feet flat. There are so many people out there that are not responsible and then there is always someone there to save them. How is this fair? We work hard and try hard and yet we get nothing. Those people never learn from their mistakes but yet money is at their door handed on a sliver platter. I know we are better people at the end of the day but all we want is our house to be sold and have a healthy baby. Am I asking too much God?