You ladies are hard to keep up with!
Keri, sounds like you're in a hard place right now. Sending you lots of good and serene energy to help you make whatever decision is the right one for you.
My daddy: He is the picture perfect daddy. That's just really all there is to it. I can't pick one good thing. Easily expressed, abundant, unconditional love -- encouragement and support for everything I've ever wanted to do in my life -- guidance to help me learn to make the right decisions in my life -- I could go on and on and on, but I won't, 'cause I'm already starting to get teary.
My husband: My husband is not
a patient man. He is short-tempered, easily gets pissy, is very rigid about things being done what he
thinks is the best way. (Because he has many, many other wonderful qualities, I choose to put up with these things and have developed ways to minimize their effects on our relationship.) So you're saying, wait, this is supposed to be good things, right? Here's the good thing: He has never
exhibited those qualities with our son. Even though I know it's the hardest thing he's ever done, and sometimes he feels like he's going to break apart from the struggle of it, he is infinitely patient, sweet tempered, reasonable and gentle and kind with our son all the time. And it absolutely blows me away.
s: I'll send you some of that same energy I'm sending Keri.
Adina: Fingers crossed for you.
I know there were others who posted, but I have such a hard time remembering enough to say anything meaningful, so can I just say that I hope this board is completely devoid of posts next month because everyone got what they're dreaming for?
I just got some unhappy news. My college roommate has a mild form of muscular dystrophy that was diagnosed early this year. Apparently, this not only has some effects on fertility, but it is also a genetic disease that gets worth with each successive generation. She just went through a round of IVF -- seven eggs were collected, five were fertilized, but only one was unaffected by the disease and therefore only that one was implanted. She just got a negative pregnancy test back.
She has been telling me how desperately she wants to be pregnant and have a baby since we were in college together. I'm really sad for her right now.
Last night, my husband and I GIO deliberately without protection for the first time ever. It didn't really feel any different at all to me, but after we were done, he said "I'm terrified of having another baby." HUH???? After much talking, it seems that he's not saying we shouldn't have another, he wants to have another -- it just terrifies him, and he's willing to accept that as a normal state of affairs. He thinks it's normal for men in our culture to be terrified of having babies. This also makes me sad.
Okay. I think I've typed a novel. I'm going to run cuddle with my baby now. Hope y'all are having a great week!