|Ruth and Stacey at Two Writing Teachers|
host the Slice of Life every Tuesday.
Lately I have really been reflecting about the way life turns out. It seems to me that life plans can come and go and they never seem to work out exactly as one had wanted. My big life plan was to fall in love and get married young so that I could be married a few years before having kids, but still have at least one child before turning 30. I made this plan in high school (never mind that I did not even have a boyfriend until the summer after I graduated).
My life plan started out well. I met my husband while studying abroad in Sevilla, Spain and brought him home with me. I was 22 on my wedding day. Then came the next part in the plan. My husband was not so sure he wanted kids at first, but I worked on it and he came around to the idea. It took us about six or seven years of being married to get through all the speed bumps in the road. It is another story for a different post, but lets just say that it took a LOT of work for my husband to feel at home in this country and for the two of us to feel like our marriage was centered and strong.
After this amount of time, I was ready to try for kids. After all, we had the strong relationship and had had multiple years to enjoy our time together before changing everything. Now was the time...and I could still have a baby before turning 30 if we hurried it up. So, we starting trying. And trying. And trying. After four years of trying to get pregnant, we finally decided to investigate what was going on. I am pretty sure that we waited so long because we didn't want to hear what we knew we would probably hear. So two summers ago we obediently went through test after test and found out that the chances were awful for us to conceive. I won't go into details, but we had some tough decisions to make and we are still trying to figure out our path. It was devastating for me, and still is, to think that I may end up having to settle for being childless. This was not my plan.
Another thing that was not in the plan? Being an auntie before being a mother. My stepbrother and his wife had a baby boy a little over two years ago. I love getting to spend time with my nephew. He is such a ham and we enjoy family dinners together. Now that he is talking more, his personality is really shining through.
|Showing off his artwork on the phone.|
|My nephew and my husband.|
And now, as of May 1st, I am an auntie again. This time it has been more special for me because it was my sister who was pregnant. I spent a lot of sleepless nights worrying about her since she was very sick throughout her pregnancy. But now she is healthy and we have a new baby girl in the family. I came out to California to visit and to help out when my sister goes back to work next week.
|Me, the baby, and my sister.|