Time to Try

Since I didn't get married until I was 28, I knew that I didn't want to wait long before I started trying for a family.  In fact I had a plan since I was young about having a baby when I was 30.  You see in my family tree there have been some significant babies at 30.  My grandmother had my mom when she was 30.  My mom had me when she was 30.  So if I was married before my thirtieth birthday then I wanted to be added to the 30 list. On top of that it had to be a year that ended in 7.  My grandma was born in 17, my mom in 47 and me in  77.
Well my husband didn't feel the same way I did. He wanted to wanted to wait six months before we got off birth control with the hopes that we could try for six months and if we got pregnant that was fine but he was hoping it would wait the six months for that to happen.  I sad heartily agreed to his plan. In the six month birth control digesting time, I turned 29 in the month of October.
November came and this was the month we agreed to stop taking the little pink pills.  I was relieved at this. I have never been good at taking pills.  I one of those that usually ends my antibiotics at day 7 instead of 10. So you can imagine how good I was taking a pill everyday for six months.  I remember lots of days that I doubled up cause I forgot a day.
December came and my "friend" didn't show up.  Not to worry since I thought it was because I was coming off the pill.  It's possible to mess up a cycle when coming off synthetic "girl" blockers, right?  Well to my surprise that wasn't the case at all.  I was pregnant.  How did that happen so fast?  I mean I know how it happens but never in my wildest dreams did I think it would happen so fast.
Years later I think I understand it a lot more and know for a fact that God sent this little miracle to us so that we would work really hard to stay together.  Otherwise I'm not sure that would have happen.  Don't get me wrong I don't think our son was the only reason we stayed together but it made me want to try and work harder to make things work.  I think I would have given up because "I didn't need to deal with all the crap". Although everyone knows that it takes two people working really hard to make a marriage work and when a marriage fails its because two people didn't do enough.  Never is it just one. (Sorry for the tangent)
For 37 of the 40 weeks I truly had a great pregnancy.  Labor was terrifying.  The end result was amazing cause two people were so very lucky to be alive.