Hey all, have you missed me?
I’ve been awol for a while dealing with… well… that pesky little thing called life. Trying to create life really gets in the way of actually having one. But, I’m back now and I’m sure the blogosphere is spinning on its www axis in excitement.
And what better day to make my re-entry than the day of teddy bears, flowers and all that rubbish, a day to share the love? Valentine’s Day, or Singles Awareness Day, or “my husband only needs to love me one day of the year.” Well, I think I can beat any giant boxes of candy, oversized cuddly toys and bouquets of flowers so big you think you’re living outdoors.
I had a date with Sparkly Wand. It’s been three months since Sparkly Wand and I have been intimately acquainted and I almost resorted to starting another blog writing sad romantic ballads and suicide poetry. Wait… I said almost.
Last week we started the IVF process. IVF, short for I Vent Freely, is the G rated version of baby making. There is no need for physical intimacy at all, except with Sparkly Wand. So what better day than this, the day of puking hearts, to reunite with that magical rainbow shaft?
The first thing they make you do when you start IVF is go on the pill. I kid you not. You want a baby? Well then take the oral contraceptive. Er… contradiction anyone. Well, apparently it’s priming my body for a baby… now what the fuck have I been doing all these months? Has Sparkly Wand been leading me on? I feel betrayed.
Sparkly Wand can buy back my trust…. with a king sized box of chocolates.
- Single Awareness Day! (taylorln.wordpress.com)
- Infertile at 29 – What it’s like succeeding at everything but IVF (babble.com)