The Consolation Prize

My mother in law was once on "The Price is Right" - she got called down to the contestant row, but never made it through to play one of the games. Just for playing she received a consolation prize - 1 years supply of some sort of sausage. Kind of sucks compared to the winnebagos, bedroom sets and trips offered in the showcase.

Most of the time consolation prizes suck - thanks for playing, but go home with this crappy prize, or nothing at all. If the fertility ride were a game show, I've certainly not reached the level where I get to play the game. I've been called down to bid on an item (pregnancy), but never won a game (a healthy pregnancy) and certainly never won the showcase showdown (a baby). But right now, just for being a player, I feel I've received a great consolation prize.

I'm blogging right now from Hawaii with the husband as we celebrate our 5th anniversary. This also marks our 2nd anniversary of "trying". If we had a succesful 1st pregnancy, we would have a baby almost a year old, and we wouldn't be here soaking up a good tan. If we had a successful 2nd pregnancy, we would have a 2 1/2 month old and we wouldn't be here enjoying the beautiful sunsets. If we had a successful 3rd pregnancy, I would be in my 3rd trimester, and we would instead of enjoying the pacific, probably be looking at the atlantic like in so many other past vacastions. Instead, I'm here. And you know what, I'm loving it. And just for now, this consolation prize, feels like first place. This week I am a winner.