Maybe January isn't the time for reproducing. Maybe Spring is better...or maybe Fall...maybe in a year...
My point is - I can't live this way. Counting down the days until the next time we can try or working my schedule around ovulation just isn't working. I'm tired of worrying constantly about hidden dangers to a possible pregnancy. Just to prove my insanity, here's a list of things I've imagined could kill a developing fetus:
1. Proactive Face Wash - Anything that clears your face up that quickly has to got be poison (...a wonderful poison that makes you beautiful and in turn, makes people love you...)
2. The dog punching me in the groin
3. Smelling gas fumes
4. Smelling people fumes
5. Holding my laptop in my lap (which I feel not only is dangerous to a fetus, but probably cancerous as well)
6. Drinking water out of plastic containers
7. Standing in front of a microwave while it's on (my Nana said so)
8. Worrying constantly about possible unforeseen dangers to an imaginary pregnancy while trying not to turn to alcohol
9. Alcohol
I have got to relax and reading over my most recent posts, it seems that I have a few things I need to work out anyway. I've got a lot to keep me busy. First, I need to concentrate on getting healthy. Secondly, I need to enjoy the fact that it's just me and my wonderful husband right now. Thirdly, (thirdly?) I need to figure out what's up with me and Jesus. He's just alright with me and all but, is that enough?
I've got time to do this.
I just wonder...what the hell am I gonna write about?
* Laura Roges (AKA The Rodge)
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