Now that we know we have a little boy on the way I am more anxious than ever to meet him. The first half of the pregnancy it was easy to take it day by day and day dream. But now, NOW we can actually make plans for this little boy that we have been waiting two years for. I want to hold him, kiss him and just stare at all his perfections!
I’ll be the first one to admit I had wanted a girl but ever since finding out this baby is in fact a boy, I couldn’t be happier.
I’ve always been a crier. I’m sensitive. I can cry pretty damn easily.
But holy moly!!
This is on a whole new level and it’s kind of embarrassing. Two of my favorite shows are Sons of Anarchy and Grey’s Anatomy. They decided to kill off two of my favorite characters in the same week and the water works were non stop. I mean sobbing, ugly, gut wrenching tears!
Ugh, anyways. Rip Dr. McSteamy and Opie. :*(
With all these emotions I’ve been feeling lately the main one is gratefulness. For my wife.
IVF was never in our plans. Continuing with me trying to get pregnant was never in our plans. The plan was for me to try one year and then move on to Claudia.
She knew how much I wanted this. Knew how depressed I was over everything. Through it all she never gave up on me even when I thought it was hopeless. She didn’t push me out of the way so she could take over. Even if it meant it could have saved us thousands of dollars, time and grief. She was the one that kept it together when I was falling apart even though her suffering was just as great as mine.
I was the one going through all procedures, taking all the pills and using my body as a pin cushion. That’s what everyone else sees when they look at us. But she was the silent anchor, the fighter pushing us both through and the life preserver I was holding onto with all my might. I look back and think how the hell did I get through it all. The answer is simple…Claudia. She doesn’t get enough credit from me and everyone else that knows our story.
I will be forever grateful to her as the years pass us by and we get to raise the baby boy we made together, not in the “traditional” way of course but in all the other ways that matter.
And being the emotional mess that I’ve been, this post wouldn’t be complete without me crying. Lol. Tears of gratitude, happiness and completeness. Finally!
On a completely different note, post season baseball is here!! Woohoo.
Hope everyone has a marvelous weekend!
Close up of our pride and joy.