So... mea culpa. I'm an ass.
On Monday I got all whiny about how, despite my professional luck, I have no luck in my personal life. In my defense, I believed it at the time. And it's true that I have zero luck in the romantic arena. Zilch. So in that respect, my Rule-Two-breaking self-pity was justified.
But this morning I was driving in to work thinking about an email exchange I'd just had with my accountant. It went something like this:
Acct: "Hey, There's a credit card charge for $3895 to CCB on 1/5. Do you remember what that was for?"
Me: "That was for sperm. Bet you don't get THAT answer often, do ya?"
Acct: "Oh gosh you made me laugh out out! Can't say I've ever had that answer, no... but it's certainly one to remember!"
And what I realized is this: In the six or so months since I decided to try to get pregnant using donor sperm, every single person I know has been supportive. And not just supportive. Enthusiastic. Excited. Encouraging. And every other positive word that begins with E.
My family is totally on board. My friends are thrilled. My colleagues are interested and excited. My doctor thinks it's great. My accountant went out of her way to read my blog and send me a lovely, supportive email. My acupuncturist gave me hug when I told her I was planning to start trying soon.
And it has to be said: You guys out in the blogosphere are an endless source of inspiration and support. You're also, very often, the source of much needed reality checks when I'm freaking out.
It's astonishing, really. Every single person I know has helped me overcome my doubts and feel happy about this decision.
No negativity. No doubts. No discouragement.
Just love and support.
And if that's not lucky, I don't know what is.