I think that may be the fate of my blog. It is not my intention, but it seems to be happening. I am not ready to officially walk away and maybe things will swing in the posting direction again.
Just a quick drive by today with a fark.com-like tag line:
You notice that you might just have some pre-fertile mucus do you: A) Mentally shrug your shoulders then forget all about it. B) Not-so-fondly remember your trying to conceive days and be thankful that those days are over. or C) Start mentally composing your text message to your babysitter to discreetly ask if she can babysit Wednesday, Thursday or maybe Friday and if she could please take the kids to her house this time - because you can't pass up the chance for a free baby no matter how remote the possibility.
Tomorrow will mark the 6th anniversary of Ernest's birth. There are so many what if's that go along with that.
His younger sisters are doing great. They can play together more and more every day and there are many times I think, "I am meant to do this (to be a mother)." Not in any spiritual sense, but by my genetic and environmental programming. It is nice to be on the other side.
Becoming Kiera Knightley
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