Day 17 and counting...

As this month's fertility period comes to a close I can't help but hope that there's a little person starting within me, and at the same time be scared that there isn't.

Charles decided this morning when he looked in the mirror that he looked 'fatherly'. I think he looks fatherly most times... except when he looks like a little boy. Right now, for example, he's playing Kirby on my DS and looking awfully 'dorable.

I know that it will happen when it happens, regardless of my fretting. I know that if we cannot walk this path, there will be another one for us to follow. I know that in the end, I will be a mother.

Unfortunately, I'm also accutely aware of exactly how patient I am. *sigh*