I realize I haven’t talked much about my inactive reproductive system lately. That’s partly to spare you all of my cynicism, but it’s also because I’ve effectively distracted myself… by life. Keeping busy, working lots, crafting, home improvements here and there, painting backsplashes just about every weekend. It all keeps my mind off the only thing that really matters to me. You might consider this denial. But I just consider it survival.
If I ever write a book, it’ll be called ‘What to Expect When You’re NOT Expecting.’
We’re getting closer and closer to our goal to Build-a-Baby… almost halfway!! We don’t talk about it very often, and I only cry about once a week now. Nick and I love spending time together, but it doesn’t happen as often as we’d like. I wish we could be busy because we’re driving our kids to soccer practice and saxophone lessons and little league games. That busyness would be acceptable and justified. And preferred.
I want to thank all of you who have sent words of encouragement… strangers even. You have no idea what it means to feel your support, and hear your similar stories. It helps me remember that I’m not alone.