I feel as if I have hit the crazy mode in trying to get pregnant.
So desiring I am to have a little bundle of joy that will draw on my walls, destroy all my furniture and figure that I have been reading the magazines and blogs to modify my diet. I've cut out dairy, breads, sugars, alcohol (which includes wine and what I consider to be my other daily vitamin), and have stated to cook things called odd names; like "fertility soup."
Someone else told me to gain weight since they think I'm too thin and that will help. I don't think she was wearing her glasses. Another person told me to cut out caffeine which made me ready to cut her.
I've been keeping all my plates spinning the last few weeks. This season has been busy. Which means I have not done much blogging. Sorry?
I'm up visiting the family and up for my brother's wedding and away from normal life for a week. Oh and celebrating the 5 year anniversary.
But first Mark's wedding. I've been assigned the task of the chalkboard signs. I knew those rally poster sign making skills would come in handy some day!
Hooray! I get another month of sushi and wine and drinks and mmmmmm soft cheese and wine! And...and... It's another month of sushi...and wine... And disappointment.
Planning a friend's baby shower, iPad commenting on a friend's new baby, reading on Facebook about a newlyweds recent pregnancy... All while on the phone making my appointment for infertility. Pouring the wine in a bigger glass tonight.
My husband is convinced that he can train the cats (well, one of two) to pee in the toilet. He told me that the cats just need to watch him do it a few times. I am not convinced.
However, after waking up in the middle of the night to cat throw up noises I am now wondering what else cats can be taught to do in the toilet. If they can learn by example, looks like I have a date with tequila shots.