Days of Wine and Roses

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I would like to teach my child to: love road trips
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8 weeks, 1 day

So our Valentine's Day was uneventful but satisfyingly sweet. I bought Nick a card and a bag of those yummy Ghirardelli caramel-filled chocolate squares because the last time we had a variety pack, I apparently ate all the caramel ones without knowing it. So this bag's for him. He seemed genuinely touched by the gesture. He got me a card and a long-stem rose, which doesn't seem all that spectacular until you realize that he hasn't gotten me a rose for years...mostly because all I do is dry them and we had dried roses all over the place and it got out of hand, admittedly. Finally, I plucked all the dried petals off, threw the stems and stuff away, and will use the petals to accent a frame matting around the poem read at our wedding. That way it will be surrounded by all the date roses he gave me including the one he gave me on our first date. Kind of cool. Anyway, I think he feels safe giving me roses again!

I slept like a rock last night but when I woke up, I had a painfully full bladder. You know, the kind where you can actually feel it sloshing around as you get up. I don't know why I didn't wake up during the night to pee, but apparently I wore myself out doing dishes last night (Nick's other V-Day gift). Amazing how little it takes now! My back actually started hurting while I was washing them. I felt like an old lady. I still stare at my breasts in the morning making sure the nipples are still big and dark, and the blue veins are lighting the way to them. They are still heavy and the nipples are still sore when rubbed the wrong way (pun intended). So those are all good signs.

I was away from blogging for a while, some of you may have noticed. I felt like I couldn't write any more until we conceived, thank goodness it only took 2 cycles! I didn't want to risk someone seeing the announcement before we were ready to tell people. But now, most everyone close to us knows, so that's not a problem. The entries I posted earlier are from a different family-friendly journal. This blog is the place I get out the graphic details, and only a select few family members are aware of it.