Monthly Archives: March 2011

A Letter to My Ovaries

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Dear Ovaries,

Are you high?

No.

NO.

NO.

Seriously, what is WRONG with you? The Squidgelet is only five weeks old… and yet you’re telling me that two weeks ago you thought it would be a great time to start trying for another baby?

Didn’t you get the memo? I thought breastfeeding was supposed to make you hibernate for at least 6 months.

I had stitches down there.

STITCHES.

Did you really think I was going to be interested in a little bow-chicka-wow-wow with stitches in my vajayjay? You really thought I would feel sexy enough to make sexy time with a deflating, flabby belly that flaps wildly in the lightest breeze?

Here, let me clear up the confusion:

No.

NO.

NO.


We are NOT having another baby anytime soon. So you can just put your little eggs away on the shelf for awhile.

Sincerely,

Becky

A Perfect Description

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I would tell you why it’s taken me over a week to post about the simple joys horseback ride… and why I haven’t finished the post about the Squidgelet being born… or why I am struggling to finish up the next installment of “Where I Am Now”… or why the funny stories that have happened to me lately are still floating around in my head instead of being captured on the computer screen.

Yes, I could tell you.

But honestly, Veronica from Sleepless Nights already did it so brilliantly, that I’m just going to link to her post..

Amen, Veronica. Amen.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I just saw a naked DragonMonkey go running down the hallway, looking very a-la-Calvin-and-Hobbes. I think I need to see what he’s up to.