CD1

I started spotting yesterday, it was quite the surprise. Crampiness followed. All indications were that AF was making an apperance, but I kept the info to myself. I did not divulge it to DH or even unto fertility friend, as if by not charting it I could make it less real. Alas, the onward march of biology would not be denied. Needless to say I stopped off at the liquor store on the way home (I always love how they analyze my ID, I can always see the gears turning... "No way is this girl 30").

Thoughts of TTC and fertility were replaced by thoughts of rum and coke as I completed the drive home. I waltzed up to the mailbox, fantasizing about making DH my personal bartender, and removed the offensive orange envelope. A Gerber Life Insurance Company was offering me a "Free Personalized Certificate of Welcome for Your Child." *slaps forehead*

I've received these stupid offers before, but they never irked me until today. If only I had a fireplace in which to give it a proper send off...