Thankful Thursdays

So, I've decided that not even I like to talk about infertility. All. The. Time.

Because of this I'm instituting Thankful Thursdays. You remember the month of November on Facebook when everyone wrote something they were thankful for every day? Well, I loved it. And thus, I'm introducing in into my blog. I've even got something planned for Fridays, but you'll just have to hold on to your pants for that one.

I know it sounds supa dupa cliche, but I've eternally thankful for my husband. Let's just say being married to me probably isn't the cake walk I'd like to make it out to be, but my hoosband - is a trooper. I  have a tendency to go through life at a full on sprint, and he makes it okay to walk. He gives me perspective when I need it most. Like the other day, I was diagnosed with having 3 herniated discs in my neck. And while I was feeling bummed about it, he says, "Hey, you don't have stage 4 cancer". This might be annoying to some folks, but since we've been together my mom has beaten cancer twice, and it's refreshing.

There's no one else I'd rather go on this journey through life with, and that includes my infertility. When I was diagnosed, he said "We will do whatever it takes." And he still says that, even when I get $1000+ doctor bills in the mail (yesterday). And now for the gratuitous pics of his handsome self.

On top of Mt. Vesuvius

A rare moment of him being weird, and not me

Road trip to Dallas for NYE

Love and Babydust,

Why Before the Morning?

I'm sure it's been killing you to know why I name my blog what I did. For one, fuckyouinfertility was already taken. Just kidding. Only I'm totally serious.

And when I found out the possibility that my chances of conceiving were seriously questionable: 1) We had moved to northeast Ohio a few months before, and I didn't have any friends here. (Side note: I still don't have any friends here, but that it neither here nor there) And 2), hubby was in Ft. Bragg, NC for the month. I was all. alone.

So being the emotional basketcase I am, I cried. And cried and cried and cried. And being the music lovah that I am, got the praise and worship jams going. But on constant repeat was Josh Wilson's "Before the Morning". I have always loved that song, and it speaks to me everytime I hear it. Google it, even if you're not Christian. It's that good. Cause the pain that you've been feeling, can't compare to the joy that's coming...

So that, kids, is why I named this blog after that song.

Small update: I have to take another break from IUI-ing it up since the loss. Of course my RE didn't tell me that during my visit (grrrrrrr!) but he wants me to take 2 months off to let my hormone levels normalize. Since I'm PMS-ing like a MOFO right now, I'd say is right around the corner.

And I promise to update more often. Between vacay, 2 jobs, volunteering, and everything else going on, life it a little cray cray.