The goal was to have a nice relaxing weekend and we succeeded. I got a call from my mom on Saturday morning just to say hi. I normally talk to her every week or two for at least an hour, but I admit that for the past several months I've been slacking on some of my personal relationships. So lately she's been calling me. Which is nice actually, I usually don't get a whole lot of calls. Anyway, she and my dad asked us to come by for a bit that afternoon, which we did. We just hung out and chatted for a couple of hours. It was quite nice. Afterwards hubs and I went downtown for a beer for a friend's birthday. Sunday we did some house cleaning, watched some football and generally didn't do much. Good times :)
Friday night the hubs and I had a fun night in, just the two of us. We left the TV off and just chatted and had dinner (and maybe a couple sake bombs too). The conversation turned, as it so often does, to TTC, and I brought up the subject of adoption for the nth time. Hubs has never given me a straight answer when it comes to adoption. Me - I'm all for it. Down the road if we aren't able to conceive after whatever ART we decide to pursue, I would like to adopt. Hubs, on the other hand, would be perfectly content if it was just he and I for the rest of our lives, so it's understandable that he wouldn't think too much about adoption. So I explained to him how it is for me (and, I imagine, for many women). I said I've gone my entire life wanting and expecting to have kids one day. On top of that I'm pretty sure women are hormonally programmed with the desire to reproduce. So the thought that I might never have a child is pretty terrifying.
I must have explained it better this time, either that or the sake had sufficiently softened hubs to the topic, because he was very receptive. He said that if him being open to adoption makes it easier for me to deal with TTC and IF, then he would be open to it. And it's such a relief to me to know that one way or another, we WILL have a child some day. It might be 5 or 6 years from now, but it will happen.
So, now I am patiently awaiting the arrival of my dear old Aunt Flow. Today is CD26 and 10DPO and pretty much I just feel like I'm about to start bleeding at any moment. I kind of hope she shows up on Wednesday so I can get over the disappointment by the time Thanksgiving dinner rolls around. Even if I test negative before she shows up I'll still have that glimmer of hope, KWIM? Ugh, the torture...
Monday's over! Hope everyone's work week goes by quickly and painlessly :)