Monday, September 04, 2006
Life's a Beach
We had a good day. Decided to take a vacation from infertility.
We went for a long walk around the Crane Estate, which is this huge expanse of land in Ipswich, MA along the water. Beautiful beach, great walking trails, hardly any people.
Anyway, we spent the morning climbing dunes and having fun with The Buggins. M didn't want to go. I made her.
We have spent all our time complaining, bitching, crying, obsessing about IF, Dr. ButtMunch, bitch-nurses, and follistim pens. I really wanted us to have a day that we just enjoyed; just a moment in time where we didn't fret about the future or regret the past. It sounds simple and even corny. But I think we could all use a day like that, where we simply just enjoy TODAY. Fuck Infertility. (for those of you offended by my crassness, F*CK infertility)
It was a an unbridled success (except for a phone call on M's cell from bitch-nurse telling us to STAY on 75 megawatts - WTF?? I'm calling the Dr. tomorrow, and I have asskicking on my mind) .
As I've said before, I have worrried about the effect of all of this on The Buggins. I really wanted a day just for us. Not for some desired, unborn and unconceived baby to-be. So we walked, sniffed some crazy flowers, tried to eat a pinecone, built gigantic sand castles, and reminded ourselves why we are going through all this IF bullshit in the first place.
Because little kids F'ing ROCK.
Peace out -