It’s not a fun appointment, but we all go twice a year (or we should). Funny how a trip to the dentist can make an unhappy Infertile (me) all introspective.
They say that babies start to show their personality — the one they’ll have for life — from the first day. I find that hard to believe, but this weekend, my aunt and mother-in-law filled me in from personal experience.
Everybody has the jerk friend who tells them that they’re dumb for having kids. Mine is Chad Bowry.
Just like buying a car you suddenly see everywhere, you won’t notice just how many pregnant women there are until you want to be one of them.
Pfft. It’s only fun if you’re not really trying. But as soon as you cross that line between “casually trying” and “seriously trying,” the fun gets sucked right out of it.
I asked my five-year-old nephew to be patient; that was when he let it slip that I was my sister’s Cautionary Tale.