I do have a little bit of news on the TTC (trying to conceive, for all of those not in the know) front. Nothing as exciting as a beautiful little blob growing in my uterus, but we're taking steps in the right direction. The Hubs FINALLY aggreed to get his swimmers checked out. He claims that he's been meaning to make the appointment for a really long time (like MONTHS!) but he kept forgetting. I finally gently reminded him on a day when he happened to be off of work with no excuses. Honestly, I think he was/is afraid. I don't blame him, but I don't really feel all that bad for him since I've been getting almost routinely violated since about right after we got married 2.5 years ago and I got diagnosed with PCOS. His appointment is for this Wednesday morning (2 more days!) I can't wait........ because he's decided that we need to abstain until after his test, so he can put his best foot forward, so to speak. Also, I want to get this baby train going.
We also talked a bit last night about our time table as far as adopting. We agreed that we would give it another year to conceive on our own(ish), and then we would look into adopting. If all goes well, I should be a mommy by the time I'm 30 in one way or another. It's kind of late as far as my "plan" goes, but I guess plans change, and we all have to learn to roll with the punches, right? Isn't that a major part of parenthood? I'm trying to keep a positive outlook on this whole situation, even though it gets harder to do every time I see the chubby goodness which is a baby.
Also, I might be a masochist. I keep putting myself in situations where I'm forced to be around adorableness all of the time. I've been watching "the baby borrowers" on ABC. It's good education, but they couldn't have picked more adorable kids to use! I was watching last week's episode over the weekend and bawling my eyes out because they're just SO CUTE! Right?! The Hubs and I went to a minor league baseball game on Thursday night. It must have been family night or something, because there were about a million kids there under the age of 5..... which happens to be my favorite kind. (This happened to be the day that Fertility Friend decided that I didn't ovulate after all, like it had been telling me for almost 2 weeks. We left after the 5th inning because I don't think the whole ballpark wanted to witness a meltdown.) Also this weekend (am I crazy? I think I am) I went to a festival that is within walking distance of my sister's abode. In case you didn't know, there are almost ALWAYS adorable children there. Little girls in cute little dresses and hairbows... little boys in baseball caps....... UGH! And then there is the obligatory pregnant teenager. There's always at least one. Or 2. Or, you know, 5. ::rolls eyes::
SO please send some positive vibes my way until Wednesday (well, actually my husband's way) for super sperm. If all is well with him, we can get me good and medicated and ovulating. HOW EXCITING IS THAT!?