In Oregon when it is sunny and warm you have to take it when you can. Today was one of those days. So with my camera in hand and a friend by my side I ventured to the Wooden Shoe Tulip Festival in Woodburn. It was busy. Kids as young as infants and as only as you can image (since most of us are kids at heart). It was beautiful, dry, warm, and you could see Mt Hood and St. Mt. Helens. Photography grounds me and keeps me sane in the insane world we live in.
So for the past few months my hubby and I have been trying to get pregnant. So far we have not had luck and it’s a bit of a downer. I think this is partly because of where I work. Working an ER (people not animals though sometimes I do wonder) every one loves to tell me that if I am showing a certain signs I am pregnant. For example…I am nausea (cause my hormones are slightly out of waco) I am pregnant…I am tired all the time (maybe cause I work two jobs and we have been busy as hell) oh wait I am pregnant…I am P.M.Sing: you guess it I am pregnant. They keep filling my head and well it’s getting a bit depressing when every month I am not pregnant. My best friends say just don’t think about it. It will happen in due time (no pun intended). Only everywhere I look people are pregnant and I just want to be. I know that in time hopefully I will be. I wish it would be sooner then later.