Nothing new to report. It's been a few months since the laproscopic surgery, and I'm trying not to sink back into that feeling of hopelessness again. Part of me thinks that everything will be okay now, and part of me thinks that we still have a long way to go before we become parents.
I am proud to report that I survived Mother's Day quite well. There were only a few tears, and mostly when our Relief Society president came up to me right before Sacrament meeting to tell me what a great mother figure I am to so many people. She ambushed me in my seat, and it got me going. I also had a lot of extra compliments on my dress, hair, etc. from people who obviously wanted to do something but didn't really know what to say. It was mildly amusing, but I appreciated the gesture.
I am still surrounded by mothers. My neighbor had her twin baby boys, another neighbor had a baby boy, they are everywhere.
My little sister is now 20 weeks pregnant. She finds out the gender of her baby on Friday. I am thrilled for her, but to be honest, it is very difficult. If I think about it too much I usually start to cry. I guess I thought one of my sisters would probably get pregnant before me, but that didn't make it any easier. I appreciate her sharing her pregnancy experience with me, though. I am excited for her, and am very excited to have a new niece or nephew. I hope she knows I will want to spend lots and lots of time with that baby. :)
So we continue to work on faith an patience. We went to stake conference a few weeks ago, and our bishop was one of the speakers. He talked about gratitude, and included faith as part of gratitude. He said that faith was having pre-gratitude for something. I really liked that idea. So I'm pre-grateful for the chance to be a mother. It's going to happen.
