Sunday, February 26, 2006  This is psycho  So I'm having
infertility issues. If you don't want to read a lot of hormonal
whine and TMI, just move on right now.  For two years, give or
take a few months, I have been waiting for my wonderful husband
to get on the train about adding another child to our family. I
have not been nagging. I've been patient. Not perfect, but
patient. My husband might not say the same, but he is not the
one with the persistent dreams about two children, who were
obviously not my current ones.  This year he is finally on
board. January was the time we agreed on to start making
decisions. Because, after all, if you are going to adopt, you
have to first decide exactly how you are going to do it. LDS
Family Services? Private? International? Foster?  Well, I
thought, no sweat. I choose a Fast Sunday, I pray, I get an
answer. Or, I head for the temple. No, nu-uh, not this time. I
get nothing. I am not used to this. I am used to at least
getting some response, some feeling, some validation