Wishing you a yummy holiday

Happy holidays everyone. May all of your wishes come true. May you have a winter filled with many snow angels...

Blah, blah, blah. OK. I just want everyone to get pregnant, stay pregnant, have a healthy baby(ies), sign the official paperwork. Whatever. Whatever it takes to get you where you want to go in this world of motherhood.

I'm feeling a little weird this holiday. Grateful for such a full life. A little embarassed for wanting more. Trying to play it cool on the outside while inwardly desperate for another child in our family.

We leave soon for our annual ski trip. To Utah this time. I'll try to find something funny most days to post from the road. Stay tuned for stories of one horse towns, laundramats and toddler antics as we snake our way through Eastern Oregon, Southern Idaho and Northern Utah.

Above is our holiday card photo of Missy at 1-1/2. Like the good Northwest girl that she is, she loves apples.

Peace, love & powder, Ms. Planner, Cowboy & Missy

My Work Here is Done

Kind of.

During the past 2-1/2 years of keeping a blog, I amassed a small list of other women in the throes of infertility whose blogs I followed. Today is a happy, happy day. Because – with only 2 exceptions – and I don’t know what is going on with those two writers because they haven’t posted in many months (Carrie? Where are you? I miss you.) – every one of the bloggers I follow regularly has made it through to the other side.

Last fall I wondered if I should end my blog as a way of closing the door on infertility for me. I decided, however, that I could not leave all my comrades who hadn’t closed the door themselves.

All are now mothers. Many are on a successful second journey. It makes me exhale a deep sigh of relief. Of contentment.

But a few are still struggling for a second shot at pregnancy. Myself included. So I’m not giving this space up.

Cowboy and I decided that while we are late in the game, we want to give it another shot. My cycles are finally back now that I am nursing only once a day.

So I fired up the CBEFM and set it to CD1.

Holy shit. Here we go again.