Hmm....

Jesse and I went to the water park today. We had a blast and on the two hour car ride home we talked a lot about when we finally get KU. We talked about our families mostly and what they will think about it since we know they believe we should wait longer before trying for a baby. His words were 'it is our decision...nobody elses...and if they have that big of a problem with it they can kiss my ass and not be a part of our or the baby's life" Well...I wish I was that okay with it. I know they are going to freak out (more than likely) because of the way they reacted when we got married (we were and are still pretty young) but I feel that it is ultimately our decision and we shouldn't bother with what anybody else has to say. We know when we are ready and believe you me we ARE ready.

I was also thinking about Jesse's cousin today. She is 23 with two children...one with down's syndrome. She doesn't have a job and her husband is pretty useless and works part time at Subway. I have to stop myself from feeling envious (of the fact that she got KU simply by looking at her husband I think) of her. I also feel for the ladies I talk to online. They are all in fantastic positions to have children and will all make wonderful mothers someday and yet are having trouble getting pregnant. She on the other hand is in no position to have these two beautiful little girls and yet here we are...

I know that I shouldn't worry about getting pregnant yet. I have no reason to believe (other than irregular periods when I was younger and a suspected case of PCOS that was never officially diagnosed) that I will have trouble getting pregnant. And yet, I find myself worrying about it. Granted I have always been a worrier...it seems silly since I am still on my first cycle (112 days...grr). At least I have a doctor's appointment in a couple of weeks! (yippee)

Well I think that is enough rambling for tonight (especially since nobody will read it). Goodnight.