So some of you following my blog may have read that I decided to go down the road of having babies, and possibly make one of my very own. Of course there is the slight issue of you need to have all the pieces to do this. Fortunately for me, I have J to help me out on the male end of the journey. So now its just a matter of getting my stuff and his stuff together right? WRONG!!
Simpleshimple. Man making babies is sooooo much more complicated than you would think. There are temps to monitor, and ovulations to predict and fluids to produce and on and on. I’m getting a headache just thinking about it. After all the reading I’ve done and forums I’ve scanned and people I’ve questioned, it seems a miracle in itself that women ever get pregnant in the first place!
So of course I’m not easily discouraged, but it has been causing me a bit of stress, which in turn is filtering off onto J, which is not helpful. I find myself worrying that I won’t be fertile enough… OR… somehow after years of NOT wanting to have kids have somehow jinxed myself and now CAN’T, of course that is totally irrational of me to even consider the possibility of that last comment. But… well you never know, I mean mind over matter right? Ugh…. somehow I’ve become one of them…. the baby monsters. YIKES!