Ooh, forgot to mention the lovely wedding we went to in Charleston. It was a very casual low key affair but the couple was so in love. I love it when two great people who truly deserve each other find each other. The groom is a friend of the hubby’s and the groom was actually diagnosed with prostate cancer earlier this year. So they are going to have his prostate removed and they are trying like mad to get pregnant beforehand. They will also bank sperm so they can try later as well. So we actually had dinner with the bride and groom, and another couple during the wedding weekend and the bride brought up their new fertility journey. It is crazy how infertility has been thrust upon them out of nowhere. Anyway, so immediately the other girl we were with (who is lovely btw), a mother of two small children, chimes in with loads of advice on how to get pregnant, even though she got pregnant almost immediately and their second was an accident! Such gems as, “don’t do it everyday”… and “most women ovulate on day 10 so make sure you do it then.” Sigh. I didn’t want to contradict her as some type of resident infertility expert but what the hell? Anyway, I just asked her if she was using an OPK so that she can at least make sure she’s ovulating. I figured I’d have hubby tell the groom that even though our journey has been different, we’d be happy to help in any way we can.
We didn’t get to see very much of Charleston itself, so we’d love to go back, but what we did see was beautiful. Lovely clean streets (sharp contrast to NY lol) adorable restaurants and bars and the food was amazing! More bacon? More bourbon? Yes and yes! We were exhausted when we got home Sunday night and the hubby had to fly out again on a work trip Monday morning. I am so looking forward to Thanksgiving week as he is taking some well deserved time off. Huzzah!