Sunday Morning

July 24, 2008 at 1:12 pm 4 comments

One day a week I allow myself the pleasure of not waking up to an alarm. I even spare myself the 6:30 am wakeup to chart my BBT, unless I am waiting on an impending ovulation. In the winter I can sleep blissfully late – past 10 or 10:30 sometimes. But in the summer there is so much to do, and the sun is so bright that I still wake up relatively early.

This Sunday morning was no exception. A late night on Saturday had left me groggy and tired, and I rolled over on to my side and tried to hide my face from the sun beams sneaking in underneath the bedroom window shade. My stirring woke the dog, who quietly made her way up onto the bed, nestling herself in the crook of my legs – a treat we only allow her on the weekends.

I don’t know how much time passed before I felt my husband’s soft kisses on my eyelids.

“Good morning my lovelies…”

The dog and I stretched and yawned in unison as he wandered upstairs to make coffee. As I slowly slid out of bed I only had one thought in my mind,“I am so blessed…”


Entry filed under: love.

Decisions, Decisions… Ode to the furriest family member

4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. C G  |  July 24, 2008 at 2:14 pm

    Your husband sounds so nice. You are indeed blessed.

  • 2. Kate  |  July 24, 2008 at 2:33 pm


    I love mornings like that. I really, really do.

    And great photo, too.

  • 3. Io  |  July 24, 2008 at 3:26 pm

    Sunday mornings are so wonderful.

  • 4. Mom to be  |  July 28, 2008 at 5:56 am

    Hi, I’ve nominated you for ‘best blog award 2008’
    You’ll notice it’s a Belgian award. But since our kind of ‘troubles’ are universal, and I love reading here, I thought you deserved a spot in my favourite links list!


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After 5 IUIs, 2 IVFs, and the diagnosis of diminished ovarian reserve at the ripe old age of 29, I am now looking for information on embryo donation and adoption. I'm taking a break from blogging but will return when our path out of the world of IF becomes more clear.

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