I'm back to reality after a nice weekend away at my father-in-law and his wife's beach house. This is the first 4th of July we've spent out there--it was always claimed in the past by brother-in-law and sister-in-law before we had a chance to go. But now they don't want to travel while the new baby isn't sleeping through the night, so we get all the weekends. Ha ha! Suck on that, breeders!
I've struggled with blogging a bit this past week. I'm really tired of the blog devolving into SymptomWatch! during every two week wait. It just feeds my intense focus on my imaginary signs and my intense sadness when AF comes at the end of it. This month, I've taken a vow of silence: I will not post about any symptoms nor will I google any combination of "xdpo" and "tiredness"/"sore boobs"/ "excessive farting"/"scratchy throat"/"night terrors"/"thumbnail fungus" / etc.
Though, as a bone to those of you who have expressed interest or optimism for this cycle, I just want to put this out there: I don't think this is the month. I wish it were, and I'll obviously convince myself it is at some points in the next few days, and you can certainly never know until AF shows, but still. I'm thinking no.
'Sokay, though. I've got German homework to do. A Mets game to check out with Lawyer Guy tonight. A puppy to walk. The Bachelorette to watch. Vampire Weekend tickets to buy. Surely that's enough to sustain a blog for a week, right?
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