Hope.....Hope I Don't End Up Disappointed

If you noticed, I make mentions in passing about Foster and my journey in TTC (Trying To Conceive). However, I don't go into much detail, and I try not to get my hopes up too much each month. However, I can't help but feel a little hope this month. The month of December is filled with special days for me/us. For my fellow Catholics out there, this Wednesday is "The Feast of the Immaculate Conception". Foster is in New Orleans, and he found The Church of the Immaculate Conception:

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to attend mass on Wednesday while I attend our home parish. Now, I am not insinuating that I expect to become knocked up without Foster present, however, it IS the "day" Mary conceived Jesus.

I am still trying to figure their math out, because that would mean her entire pregnancy lasted 17 days!!! WOW!! What I would give for my next pregnancy to last only 17 days! I know, I know, the church picks days to represent the actual day, but you would think they would have chosen a day at the beginning or end of March (in case she went a little past her due date).

But I digress....

Then, on Sunday, Foster and I will be celebrating our 1 year anniversary. 12/12 just so happens to also be the "Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe":

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In the painting, she has a black bow around her waist symbolizing her pregnancy. I am not going to go into full detail of the story behind her, but if you are interested, you can read the Wikipedia version here.  Foster and I were 16 weeks pregnant with Rosalynn when we exchanged our vows. I felt a close connection with her that day, and was proud of the fact that we got married on that day.

On the 16th we will be heading back to our nation's capitol, and enjoying a much needed few days away from the stressors in life. I am hoping that if I don't have one by that time, I will get the opportunity to buy the necklace of Our Lady of Guadalupe if we get the chance to visit the The Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception in DC:

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This month I even took the time for myself and got a massage in order to ease my mind and relax my body, make it ready to conceive so to speak. We had fun. We relaxed. I threw away all the pee sticks that predict ovulation, I skipped checking my temperatures, and I focused on Foster and me.

I have a good feeling this month. I just hope I don't end up eating my words around Christmas time. So if each of you could send a little extra prayer to the big Man upstairs this week (specifically Wed and Sun), it would be much appreciated.