Oh, Yeah, Father's Day

I woke up early today. Probably because it's my routine. I laid there for a minute as I took my temp and thought about how I was ovulating and when we would Roll Around for the day. These are not the thoughts of normal women.

First it's Father's Day. I hardly register that day and when I do it brings sadness for my sweet husband. I told him when we decided to get married that I knew I had PCOS and that I had been told that it would make it harder for me to get pregnant. He gave me a hug and said he would rather be with me without kids than be without me. Isn't he the sweetest guy?

I knew it wouldn't be easy to get pregnant but I also didn't imagine it would be so hard either. Month after month of hoping and meds and heartbreak. Sometimes I get lost in my grief and forget how hard it is on the Hubs. He is so much more mellow than I am and so much more even keeled. He rarely shows strong emotion and I've only seen him cry during one movie. So I forget this hurts him too.

I have a great life and we love having time together. I wouldn't wish away our time together, I just wish we could share it with a little one of our own.