Baby Shower

Today I helped throw a baby shower for my brother in laws' wife, Lori. She is due on May 21, 2009. It is going to be a little boy and I am so excited. It was a nice shower. She is doing a jungle/safari theme for the nursery. My mother in law has zillions of Beany Babies. We borrowed a palm tree that lights up and hung the beanie babies from there. It was really cute. I cant wait to have my little nephew here.

Life altering decision?!

My husband and I have been trying for a baby for about 2 1/2 years. I have tried to not concentrate too much on the fact that it hasn't happened yet. Everyone has a story about someone they know who has tried or been trying for that long or longer. The story's are great, but that doesn't help me. I have always put this in God's hands. I have always been a believer in the belief that if it is God's will, he will make it happen. But man the wait is frustrating, agonizing, heartbreaking, and so many other emotions. For the last few months I have been praying for answers. Over the last few days the thought of adoption has come into my mind. I have always said that I would never do IVF or other in-depth fertility treatments. There are many factors as to why, maybe that will be another blog. I don't look down at those people that have them done, that was the right decision for them and I don't feel it is the right decision for me. But I also have reservations about adoption. I know most of those would be answered with a good support group or being able to talk to other people who have been thru the process. One reason adoption has come into my mind lately is because with adoption I am guaranteed to end up with a child. If I undergo some fertility treatment, a child is not always the end result and then we would have to spend more money to adopt. I guess what I am saying is with fertility options, there is no guarantee, with adoption there is. Also, is it possible to love an adopted child as if it were your own? Maybe that sounds silly, I dont know. I decided tonite that I would start to look into the process of adoption on the Internet. So right now I am on information overload. I was talking to someone at work today. He told me that one of his daughters just gave birth to a little boy. His daughter was adopted by him and his wife when she was 5 months old. They actually adopted two girls. Well, his daughter gave birth today and this child was actually conceived by IVF. This was her 5th attempt at IVF. Each IVF costs, roughly, $20,000. OK, you do the math...I definitely still have ALOT to think about.

Day not as planned

Today was supposed to be a great day, weather wise. I had been looking forward to this day since the snow storm on Monday. I had it all planned out...I would arise from my slumber early (as to get a good start on the day) make a wonderful breakfast of pancakes so the aroma would fill the house. After that I would shower then we would take the dog to the park for a nice leisurely walk to soak up the wonderful sunshine and take in the fresh air. Afterward, we would return home to a small lunch and I would spend the rest of the day outside on my deck with a glass of sweet tea (yes, sweet tea) and catch up on well overdue reading. As the sun was setting we would grill burgers for dinner. There is nothing like the smell of a grill! It is as much the first sign of spring as daffodils are. Isn't it great to have plans? Of course the day didn't GO that way. I woke up close to 9am (I justified sleeping in as a way to "bank" sleep for the time change tonite) Jim popped open a can of cinnamon rolls as I sat down so frustrated with my hair I finally made an appointment to get it cut. It has only been 8 months since my last cut. After an all too fattening breakfast, I hop in the shower because now I have to be at the salon in an hour. As usual, my stylist is about 30 minutes behind. I didn't leave there until almost 1pm. I get home and my "small lunch" (I always picture that we different food than we really do) was macaroni and cheese. Staring at me while I am eating is the mound of dirty clothes in my laundry room. So, change of plans. I pick up the house just to make it presentable should anyone stop by on this beautiful day, then while the laundry is going, I catch up on reading. I should mention that I have cleaning ADHD, I cant just clean what I set out to do, I have to straighten this drawer, or cabinet, I have to vacuum the rugs, sweep off the porch. I am always getting sidetracked while cleaning. So, here it is 7:46pm, the sun is long gone, the grill never got uncovered, I never cracked open my book, and I never made sweet tea. And to top it all off, all that housework has messed up my new hairstyle. We all know it will never look this good again! So much for plans!