One Day At A Time

I was so excited when Jared and I got engaged. I was in shock and in love. He is the most amazing man  and everyday I thank my Heavenly Father that I get to be with him, forever. He calms me when I fly to extremes, he holds me and makes me giggle at all the right times. He is exactly what I needed. I am a better person, a more complete person with him in my life. 

He is my life. 

Even from the beginning we talked about having kids. He wants a little girl, to put bows in her hair, earrings in her ears and to call him daddy. He lights up at the idea of a little girl in our life. I want to give him that. I want to see the light in his eyes when he holds her. I want to give him that.

I keep trying to be patient and remind myself that these things take time. Every time I say that to myself though I think, "It's been over a year! It has been 17 months." My heart screams as everyone else announces that they are pregnant. I try desperately to let my first reaction be happiness and then to take a deep breath and be ok. It is so hard to be optimistic after each failed cycle. To keep believing that this will be "the one". 

Jared is still my life. I adore him with all things in me. If we end up being just Us forever, it will be enough.