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Let's just ignore this fertility business

I realized the other day that I don't find myself caring anymore about all this baby business. This "break" that we're on has been great for my mental health. I didn't even know what cycle day I was on or when I should start my period until I finally looked on a calendar the other day. What sweet relief!

It's not that I gave up, it's just not my focus. I have learned to accept that this is my life. This is my situation. Worry and sadness will not help anything (I've totally tried those approaches.) And I'm savoring my peaceful mornings sleeping in late, and the spontaneity that we still have.

And I'm trying to take things one day at a time and not just assume that we'll never have a baby without IVF. If the day comes when that is our choice, we will deal then. But for now, I'm just happy being left alone. :)

On an unrelated, but more exciting note, I'm super excited that my Cowboys are doing well this year so far! It might make me a tad more interested in football. (Doubt it though).

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  1. JessSeptember 11, 2009 at 1:24 PM

    I'm a cowboys fan too! :)

    Love the new attitude btw!

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  2. Mandy @ The Party of 3September 11, 2009 at 1:29 PM

    :) Sometimes a break is more welcomed then you thought it would be. I realized on one of my many breaks that I didn't no what cd I was on and I was freakin out! I always knew what CD I was on and dpo, all that jazz! Enjoy!

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