3 years and counting...

Apparently I am being stalked by pregnant women and newborn babies. I am sure that every infertile and/or waiting adoptive parent thinks this at some point, and I have most definately thought it before. Our great friends just had their first little girl last week, another set of friends just announced they are 12 weeks along with their 2nd, a co-worker is due in just a few month, and every person I know on facebook is either expecting or just had a baby! Plus how many celebrities are sporting bumps? Is it me or can the whole world procreate but us?

A pregnancy and new baby are joyous times and I am so happy for all of my friends. I hope that none have to go through the experiences that we have!

At the same time I will go ahead and admit, I am jealous as all get out. This month marks 3 years since we started "trying." Granted if we had gotten pregnant that first month I would have possibly had a baby in my arms crossing the stage to get my doctorate and only would have been working for less than a year. So not optimal financially, but then again 3 IVFs and adoption are optimal finacially. That means we could have possibly had a 27 month old right now! That is so hard to wrap my head around.

My appreciation for children, parenthood, and life in general has vastly grown. I can promise this, I will never complain about a fussy baby, changing diapers, lack of sleep, laundry, or any of those precious things. Because to me they are all wonderful, cherished experiences. I cannot wait to have those experiences!!!

On the adoption front we are trying to be a little more proactive in finding potential birth families. We shall see how that pans out. Next week will be our 5 month mark of being on the books with our agency.

Personally we are winding down our travels of summer thankfully, and I am itching to get some things done around the house! I started working with a personal trainer again, and love that feeling of being forced to really push myself. David is starting P90X on Sunday, and he is very excited about that. We are going to do a triathlon for our 5 year anniversary in October.

Alright time to get on the road to see one of those babies that has been stalking me!

Literally one step closer to being a mom!

This past Saturday I completed my first sprint triathlon (250m swim, 20k bike, 5k run). People have been asking me, "Why did you decide to do this?" The answer is the training for it was/is a great distracter while waiting to adopt. Each run I did I would tell myself I was "one step closer to meeting my baby." What a great motivator!

At the race there were lots of moms that competed, and one literally had her 6week old there to support her! Could it be that the next one I complete, my little one might be there supporting me? Or next year when I go back to this one, will I be a mommy? Also I think it is a pretty cool accomplishment to complete a triathlon, and I am always thinking of ways to be a good role model for our future children!

It is funny to think, but a triathlon is sort of like labor. You prepare for it, think about it, but it still sneaks up on you. You can imagine what it might be like, but the day of you are terrified. At the beginning of the race I wanted to quit (ugh the swim was chaos), but when it was over I was ready to sign up for the next one.

David was such a great supporter, and I know I couldn't have done it without him by my side. And I am excited he is going to do the next one with me!