And let the games begin

I've loved babies as long as I can remember. I'm one of the lucky girls who met a soul mate that is just as much in love with the idea of babies as I am. There were numerous times during the 6 years prior to us getting married that we talked about starting a family. I just love the idea of a baby of mine to come home too. Working in a labor and delivery unit makes it really hard some days since I just want to take one home with me (*disclaimer- I would NEVER do it, just smile at the thought).

Well here we are. Married over a month. A savings account established. What better time to have a baby. But now that the time is right I'm Freakin man. Don't get me wrong I've started all the basic moves of the game... Like getting off birth control, buying test, putting dates on calendars. I'm ready. But then those small incidents happen. Like last night. I won't go into detail but lets just put it this way. If I was pregnant and needed to go to the hospital, or our child was sick and I was at work, we would have been screwed. And its moments like this that make me wonder if I'm even doing the right thing contemplating having kids. Other parts of me think that by getting a kid in the house we might alleviate these problems. Some would say that people rarely change, but I've witnessed a HUGE change in 6 years so I'm not holding my breath that he wont.

Deep down  my love for the idea and the need to start a family trumps my concerns in the end. So I purchased the ovulation tests, I purchased the pregnancy tests. I started the game. Now if only I'll get some positive results soon :)