Wednesday, 10 February 2010
Just what the doctor ordered
8 beautiful days in Jamaica. Sun, ocean, romance and all inclusive. Does it get any better than that?
It's been so long since me and Diver Dude were just tourists that we both found it a little uncomfortable to fit in to that role. And I'm not sold on the whole charter-big-group-o'-sun-thirsty-tourist business and I would have preferred to see more of the local culture, but as far as a relaxing vacation in the sun goes, it was still kind of wonderful.
Living in Hawai'i for six years gave us a glimpse of what goes on behind the scene in a tourist paradise and how much of it you actually miss out on when you're just visiting. In a way it has removed the innocent idea of a perfect oasis and added layers of complexity that I can't ignore when visiting another "paradise". Much like IF removes the innocent pure joy of finding out you're pregnant.
Enough with the rambling and what sounds like complaining. Since a picture speaks a thousand words I'll just share our trip with you in images and maybe you'll get a sneak peak of what I'm talking about.
View of Ocho Rios from Fern Valley
This little girl was begging for scraps from the tourists - it broke my heart. I wanted to take her home.
A bar/convenience store in the mountains.
Jamaican lady carrying bananas on her head.
I found the culprit. He's on vacation!!
The full moon over our hotel.
Our borrowed piece of paradise.
How beautiful is this?
Bartenders by the pool. Bad news :)
Working hard at getting a tan. With a Mai Tai in my left hand and a good book in my right.
After a week in Jamaica I feel balanced and happy both within myself and in my relationship with Diver Dude. It was wonderful to spend time together and rediscover our love for each other. And laugh. We did a whole lot of laughing.
I honestly couldn't ask to be in a better place for this FET.
Today is CD 2 of the cycle we'll board one of our ice skaters. It feels a little surreal because all I have to do is go in for a date with the dildo-cam on the 19th to check for a lead follicle, pin-point ovulation with OPK, and go in six days later to have the little skater put back. No meds, no needles, no problem.
The only thing I can find that's negative about all this is that Diver Dude won't be able to come with me to Sweden. He'll be just a phone call away though, so we should do just fine.
If the dad is not in the same country as you when you get pregnant would that be considered an immaculate conception?