So, I may have mentioned on here that Ash and I have been trying for kidlet # 2 since about mid-December. (Don’t squee just yet.) I have no new information regarding this except that the build up each month and the subsequent let-down is ANNOYING and TAXING on my brain. And my psyche. Last month, I reached a little zen plateau and felt OK about it all, not nervous or discontent. I was alright with when it happened, since that’s the whole thing about it: it’ll happen when it happens.

So, my period is late by 24 hours. I am usually regular down to the hour.

With that said – and without going into the TMI realm – my doc said they couldn’t treat me for an issue I am having without a positive pregnancy test. With Elliot, I didn’t take one so these little sticks are so foreign to me. I went to the Walgreens this morning and stood in the “Family Planning” aisle for at least 10 minutes, trying to figure out what the difference was between each test, besides price. You don’t exactly want to buy the cheapest one when you’re dealing with something that tells you whether or not you’ve CREATED A NEW LIFE or not. Some had 2 tests included, others 7. Seven? Do you distrust THAT much? Or are you planning this out for the future? I suppose a lot of women get ultra-worried and retest just to make sure. I bought a two pack of this First Response thing that claims it knows up to 5 days in advance.

I have not taken said test. I know I know, some of you would have been up in the bathroom ASAP. But me? I am giving my body a wee bit more time, just in case. There’s something too nerve-wracking about the whole thing. Maybe it’s because they call it a test and I’ve never been very good at tests. This entire process has my brain reeling. I want to get this whole show on the road so that E and his brother or sister can be under 3 years apart. That’s my goal. It is what I prefer. I want to get started because I am sick of trying. Not THE trying, but the aforementioned disappointments, month after month. And ok, we haven’t been trying THAT long – not compared to some people – and maybe I am being too whiny here but hey, this is what’s going through my head about all this.

It all seems like a Very Big Deal but I think I may need to take a step back and breathe a bit. Stop thinking so far ahead; like about having TWO kids and managing them plus a husband and work and OH MY GOD. Women do it all the damn time, what am I freaking out about? Oh, just everything. So, that’s where I am at this point in time in the baby-making progress. Thoughts? Comments?

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