Yay ICLW!

Well it's ICLW time again.  I've taken the last few months off because in July, I got pregnant.  So, if you're not into reading pregnant blogs, I totally understand and won't be offended if you click away right now.

If you are willing to take a peek, then you will see that even though my fertility struggle seems to be over, it was 3 long years of miscarriages, doctors, crying and lots of sex for sure.  I'm still seeing the doctors, just to keep me on the straight and narrow and every once in awhile I give it up to my husband now, but it's nothing like the hump fest we had for 3 years.

I'm due in April and at this point I look like I have a beer belly (well, because I do) and I also seem to be farting a lot.  It's fun and exciting and slightly foreign since it has been 7 years now since my first bebe.  I still haven't bought a thing for this pregnancy because somewhere, my infertile recurrent miscarrying self is still rearing her ugly head and not letting me believe in it.  I hope to get there soon, but in the meantime, I'm still feeling a little pessimistic and A LOT scared. 

P.S.  Even though this post doesn't make it evident, I say fuck a whole lot and also yell at ignorant slut bags and morons even more.

Dear ICLW

Thanks for stopping by my blog.

I pretty much say the F-word in every post.  (And in every sentence I speak.  I realize that it just might make me sound unsmart unintelligent, but it sure feels good.)

I recently found out that I am pregnant again.  This is the 5th time but I've only had 1 child so far.  Things are looking good this time, however, so we're crossing our fingers that... well, you know.

I probably won't be posting any stupid lame stuff on Facebook about my pregnancy because well, OBVIOUSLY.  I'm thinking up some really clever one liners about how pregnancy has affected my sex life and pooping schedule.

I'm always right.  It's a curse and a blessing.

I can't wait to read all your blogs too!  But right now I seem to be nodding off at my keyboard, so.....

Randoms

Some days at about 10:30 pm, like right now, I. Am. Done.

With the day.  I can't stand anyone talking to me.  I can't stand my child throwing fits or whining about going to bed.  All I want to do is sit on the couch, watch The Office and drink a beer or two.  Everyone else can just go to hell at that point.  God bless you Michael Scott and the whole nine Nards.

Next, in the last month or so, I have heard 3 different ladies talk about having orgasms in their sleep.  Fuckingexcuseme?  How is that even possible and how do I sign up for that?  Lucky bitches.  (Shakes fist at Mother Nature.)

Finally, it's ICLW time again and I am glad you made it over to my blog.  I have only been at this for a few months (blogging, not humping profusely for spawn.)  If you'd like to check out my first ICLW post, click here.  It's way more entertaining than this random post.

ICLW (Clap Clap Clap)

So I'm an ICLW virgin until today, but I'm really really excited about popping that cherry.

So welcome to my blog. Let me show you around a little...

To my left is the list of all the posts I have written about how fucked up my body is and how no matter how hard I try, I still can't seem to stay pregnant and from time to time, I poop my pants.

You'll also notice that I'm full of sarcasm and I swear an unnatural amount. I love beer and my husband. My kid is really really cute and wants a baby sister NOW.

This month we'll be trying yet another medical intervention, an IUI. I'm sure I'll have a lot to say about Heather the Nurse sticking tubes in my vag, so stay tuned.

Thank you Internet City! (Raises arms in the air with double peace signs...)