I spent a solid 30 minutes getting every.single.last tear out my body last night. I held nothing back. It was so emo of me. Judge me all you want, but I felt a million times better after that cry sesh. After some self-motivation, and thinking of God's greater plan, I wiped my tears away and decided to take a deep breath. No more tears were available. Why was I crying in the first place? Oh, I don't know. Probably because of this roller coaster ride that we've been on for the last year trying to conceive. Pretty sure I was triggered by the realization that November 2012 is when I got off my birth control. And well, it's November 2013. SO YEA.
I'm here to report that women struggling to get pregnant cry a lot. Sorry 'bout cha. But lez be honest... it's totally okay to cry and cry...... and cry.... and then cry some more. We're human, after all. Pity party of one is now officially closed. Let's move on.
My favorite person in the ENTIRE WORLD is celebrating his birthday today, which also means that I'm celebrating. Yay for us. But really, isn't my birthday hubby the cutest little thing you've EVER laid your eyes on??? I know, right?!
Circa 2007And for good measure, here's a really embarrassing picture of us. Just for the heck of it. Happiest birthday ever to my groom. YOU'RE THE GREATEST.