“…And Your Little Dog, Too!”

February, 26, 2011.  CD2.

Well, the witch blew into town last night, and all at once she destroyed a month’s worth of hopeful build-up and my short-lived caffeine independence.

Anybody have a spare house I can borrow?

Screw you, February.  I didn’t want a November baby anyway, pssh.

Really though, March has to be my month.  That would mean I’d be due in December, which is the best month ever to be born.  I mean, who is awesome that wasn’t born in December?  Britney Spears, Beethoven, Woody Allen, my awesome friend Nadia, Ozzy Osbourne, Jesus, Walt Disney, Adam Brody (I still love you, Seth Cohen!), Samuel L. Jackson, me… The list of outstanding humans just goes on and on.  My little munchkin needs to be a part of that.

So, onward we skip down the rocky yellow brick road to parenthood.  Or trudge, in my case.  I am not physically capable of skipping right now.  Ugh.

I wish there really was a Wizard of Oz so I could ask him for a new uterus.

Oh, also, no stretch marks, pleaseandthanks.

 

(This post, while full of snark and thinly veiled bitterness, was inspired by a great friend of mine who has too much on her plate at the moment to be reading my cranky fertility rants.  I just hope that if she ever does read this, she knows how much I love her and how sure I am that this is the type of storm that only serves to strengthen roots.  Remember:  Dorothy’s unwavering faith is the only reason she didn’t get eaten by flying monkeys, and rainbows, whatever side of them you land upon, are a reminder of God’s promise to us.)

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2 comments on ““…And Your Little Dog, Too!”

  1. julibean
    February 26, 2011 at 10:45 pm #

    I was born in December… December 4th. I’m just sayin…

    You and I would totally be besties in real life. Again, I’m just sayin…

    ~Julie (of Julibean) 😉

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    • Tracy
      February 26, 2011 at 10:48 pm #

      Oh.Em.Gee. Julie! I was born on the 2nd! It’s crumby that we had to meet this way, but it is pretty awesome to have an infertility sister. 😉

      Like

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