It's been a long couple of months. I wouldn't say I've really been depressed; I know real depression, believe me. But I have been under some kind of funk cloud. Hope it's over.
I'd planned to dedicate a vicious rant post to do my part in the war against Christmas, but everyone else was doing such a good job that I didn't bother. Famous last words: This was the last year we're going anywhere for spendmaskkah. Meanwhile, here, for comparison, are the photos of Cedra that went out with the holiday cards in 2004 and 2005:
The girl's growing up.
So anyway, we lived through the holidays and we're currently trying to conceive. Not this very second, but in general. This is the first month and it's already become an obsession for me. Expect to hear a lot about it, with frequent entries to be categorized under "TMI, no thanks." Example:
Have you heard of this product, "PreSeed?" It's a sexual lubricant that, unlike others, is not toxic to sperm. Yes, the name is horrifying. But even worse is the name of the other product they sell on the website, to facilitate sperm collection for IUI: "HisSeed." MY GOD, that's appalling. Should you need the PreSeed, heed my advice: you only want to use half of the recommended application. Otherwise, it'th slip n' slide thity, thweetheart. Just a little public service announcement.