Long Talk

I love long talks with my husband.  We were discussing my blog last night, and visited the subject of our infertility.  Believe it or not, it doesn't come up that often.  Is it healthy to talk about?  I think sometimes, but it can't be at the forefront of our entire marriage all the time.

He said he was proud of me for being creative and brave enough to write about it, but concerned the motivation for it might be because he isn't giving me enough support.  That statement alone was supportive!  I felt cared about, and let's face it, that's one of the best feelings in the world.

Here's what I love about me and Randy:

We love each other no matter what.  I don't have to do one thing to earn his love, like lose weight or be able to have children.  And he doesn't have to be anyone besides himself.  I adore him just the way he is.  If it's just us the rest of our lives...how bad can that be?  Not that bad, let me tell you!  :)  Does that mean I can decide not to want what I want?  Noooo.  In fact, because I already like what our family is, I think being parents together would just add more to it. 

Which brings up a subject that I will most likely get a lot of heat for.  Married people are a couple, I think we can all agree on that.  They're also a family, people!  It makes me so angry to hear parents of their first baby say, "We're finally a family."  How sad that you didn't consider your husband/wife your family before you had a baby together.  My husband is my life.  I would sacrifice anything for him, he's the person I want to spend every day with, he's the one I count on...I often feel we're extensions of one another.  Yes, the love you have for your child, I must imagine, is different than that you feel for your spouse.  But could people please refer to Randy and me as a family? 

The Ayers Family.  Has a nice ring to it!  :)