So I added a healthy sperm countdown ticker. It seems that so many people have pregnancy tickers now and I was beginning to feel a little left out. But I am hopeful that it will one day become the much-envied pregnancy ticker. A little bean floating around in the corner of my computer screen, Mr.T & Clare's baby. So much hope, so much longing, I don't even know where to begin explaining how much. I look at those seventy plus days and those nearly two thousand hours and sigh. Everything IF is about waiting. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but I'm not.
And I'm feeling particularly maternal right now, achingly so. Very very broody.
Usually I don't burst into tears at the sight of babies or pictures of babies but recently. I do. Perhaps I need to do something to counteract these maternal urges.
Perhaps I should go out clubbing until the wee hours of the morning. Party like a mad hatter.
Or go on a fun-filled, throwing caution to the wind road trip - off to the desert, or the ocean.
Or take up an exciting and dangerous new sport... kite-surfing, rock climbing, abseiling.
Anything that makes me think of motherhood less. Any suggestions?
