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Yeah, I'd say that last option is your best bet. :-)
Let go of the stressing & obsessing.

Blessings, C

wow you're great grandmother could be Dutch?
That's why I feel connected ;)

that should be your not you're. I know better :)

How about a sperm donor party (in Spanish)? ;)
I think it's amazing that you're doing this at all, and are so committed to it, on top of everything else in your life. Crack open a beer (if that's allowed) and chill...

Delia Lloyd

Very, very provocative.
Does the child mean Everything? Is everything else stupid in comparison?
I could debate these statements endlessly!
I cannot wait to follow your pregnancy -- it's a-coming -- or to see how your story plays out!

Delia-- A beer! Now that sounds like an excellent idea!

Actuary-- Everything? Probably not. But these days it kinda feels like it!

I had the same thought as actuary about whether the child means everything. I want the answer to be both yes and no, mostly because that's how I feel about my son. He is everything to me and yet not. I have to ponder how this is possible so I can explain it more clearly.

Anyway, no matter what you choose, you've got some fun options, pretty much all of which will make for interesting blogging for us to read. : )

A child may end up the most important thing in your life, just not the only thing. Wishing you well this month. Waiting and boredom suck.

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    • L.A. 2009. I’m stuck in traffic on the 101 freeway, listening to Isabella Rosselini on NPR. Isabella, for some reason, mentions that starfish are one of those rare species that can reproduce asexually, and I realize that if I could do that, I wouldn't have to worry about finding a boyfriend/husband. I wouldn’t have to internet date! I wouldn't have to figure out if I want to/can/should have a baby/adopt a baby/child on my own. I wouldn't have to stress about things like FSH levels, or weigh my feelings on in vitro versus adoption. I would just have a baby. Thus began my starfish envy.
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