Where to begin...
I have issues getting pregnant. The way my doctor in the states described it, my ovaries are in working order, but no one has pushed the "on" button. I had one pregnancy a few years ago which ended in miscarriage with my now ex.
So now that I'm married to my DH one of the things we did talk about was children. He has two from a prior marriage but does want children with me. We haven't really spoken about it since the wedding, but he has discussed it with the kids at the beginning.
Just a couple of weeks ago my step daughter asked me, while I was putting her to bed, if she's going to be getting a little brother or sister. It took me by surprise but - well she has this way of predicting things - and I took it as a sign to begin looking for treatment. I mentioned it to my DH, who smiled. But just a few days later, he was snuggling me in the kitchen and said he had baby fever. Well then...I certainly WILL be starting.
So today after my part-time job, I'm going to go register with a local GP. The nice thing is they all have reproductive backgrounds at this office, which is important to me, even if they send me off to specialists. So, wish me luck! I have to go with IVF at this point since IUI and traditional methods just weren't working and i was building a resistance to meds.
In other news (this is a long post, so sorry but I need to vent)...
DH's ex (who tells the world she left him to follow her heart - but has no one and is more miserable now than she was when she left) has been sending text to my DH sniffling and wondering if they are ever going to be friends in this lifetime. My DH has a big heart, so he indulges the conversation.
Basically she left, but wanted to remain friends. DH agreed, but she's made it completely impossible to do so. What she means by friends is "listen to my depressed rants and do things for me while I give nothing in return except coming to you to be a glorified babysitter while I ignore them and spend their benefits money on things for me. However, when I'm done having you do what I need you will be dismissed and I'll go on my merry way." This is exactly what it boils down to.
Sure enough, just a couple of days later, she calls him up at work, saying she needs help with passport things for the kids. This is two days before their appointment at the embassy. She put the application in THREE WEEKS before then, but NOW she's lugging my DH around to fill a consent form. Fine, simple enough.
Only it wasn't simple. She made a mess of it all and had them walking all over gathering other things that she needed, Kids in tow. And then she found out she needed pictures of the kids for every year they were here. Which were all on disks and the computer my DH has since she didn't take anything when she left. This was at 7pm. She needed it straight away. On top of this she had made herself stressed and she'd snap at the kids for any noises they made.
My husband spent hours trying to find pictures and not finding many since he hadn't sorted the disks that had been in the loft for ages. He finally gave up, sent her two that he had that she didn't and left it at that.
She's posting to the world how wonderful it was to have her needs met and help with getting her stuff done and how loved she felt for it. But two days later, not ONE text back to my DH saying "Hey, we got (or didn't get) the passports. Thanks again." Nothing.
Found out she let other people know, but hasn't had a shred of thoughtfulness to tell the person she dragged around with her, the father of her children "Yes, they granted it, your children will be traveling to the states in a few weeks for the summer."
And then she wonders why they aren't friends.
