Today is our fourth wedding anniversary. What a great four years we've had! From exotic vacations to walks around the neighborhood, I can't imagine a single day without him.
When we were getting married, we easily agreed on what "our song" would be. My mother-in-law put the kibosh on our choice - her friend was teaching us how to dance, and we could not dance to that song! Okay, fine. We grumbled, picked another song, learned a fancy dance (picture Fraulein Maria at the party in Sound of Music), failed to practice it again before the wedding, and swayed like middle schoolers instead. We asked the DJ to play our song later, and when it came on, everyone recognized that this must be special. (And not in the way that my friend's Baby Got Back dance was special.) They all cleared the floor, and we had a blast dancing to our real song...
In this little online infertile world, I have seen evidence of some fantastic marriages. Significantly better than most of my real-world friends' marriages. While we all have our squabbles, most of us infertiles seem to have been to hell and back with unshakeable husbands holding our hands. I'm proud of all of us for holding it together. We rock!
