June/July 2006. DH and I spent about 14 days in CO. 10 in Denver, just enjoying the sites, the rest camping with his family (ok, I didn't enjoy that so much, I hate camping).
The reason it is so special to us is because DH and I had been trying to have a baby. We'd been on Clomid and each month was a failure. I had one prescription left. My OB said if I didn't get pregnant after that, she would refer me to a fertility specialist. We had this vacation coming up and I decided that I was not going to worry about anything, we would enjoy our vacation and wait until we got back to take fill my prescription and take my last dose of clomid. I didn't want to have it hanging over my head, making me worry "Am I pregnant?"
2 weeks later, I discovered I was pregnant. Our son had been conceived during our vacation in Denver.
at 1:06 AM on Sep. 12, 2010