#thoughtsttc

I’m not sure why I’m still up. But laying in bed made all my thoughts I tend to push to the back of my mind resurface itself. And what’s most prominent is picturing my life when we have kids.

What parents we will be. The lessons we will learn. The love we will experience. All the good, the bad….

Sometimes I feel so bad for my husband. Like I’m not being a good wife because I feel like it’s my fault we can’t concieve. I know he wants it just as badly as I do.

We are so ready. But the life we dream and await for is questionable. And the only one that’s repeatedly asked is “when”.

I don’t know what I or we as a couple have to do to show God how ready we are. But I’ll try not to question his timing.

Guess in the mean time we have plenty of time to have crazy wild sex, sleep in on weekends, buy superfluous superficial things, fix up our house, get a six pack, go on vacations..to go and have wild crazy sex. Oh, get out of that bitch hole, I call debt.