This is likely one of my least favorite weekends of the year. It is like the whole world is trying to remind me with signs, cards, flowers and any other method possible that I am still waiting for my baby(ies).
For some reason this year I am oddly calm about the whole thing. Maybe it is because I am incredibly hopeful that IVF is going to work, or maybe it is because I have just reached the point where I KNOW that someday I will be celebrating this weekend with my babies- whatever it is I am grateful beyond measure.
The last couple of years the hubs and I have stayed home for mother's day and done fun things just the two of us. This year, we are heading out of town to visit my brother and VERY pregnant sister-in-law for the weekend. You might remember me saying that she was having a baby shower, but it turns out it is going to be more of a girls day out instead... thank goodness!! We decided to get a hotel instead of staying with the happy family of 3.5, which will give us a place to go if it gets to be a little much. But, in all honesty, I feel like I am going to be fine.
Don't get me wrong there are still a few things you could not get me to do even if you paid me this weekend... the one at the front of my mind is attend church. There is somethings horrible about being the only one above the age of 25 and married not standing when mother's are asked to stand and be recognized for all that they do. Shoot me.
I have the privilege to be tested for all kinds of infectious diseases bright and early Friday morning, meanwhile E over at Dreaming of Babies will be having blood drawn for her beta.... lets hope she is the only one getting positive results tomorrow!!!