Brace yourself… (and a bonus TMT!)

A new facebook game is tearing through your newsfeed. And if you haven’t seen it yet, you probably will soon…

I try very hard not to see the fertile world as if I am standing on the other side of a rift with no chance in hell of ever being able to cross. I’ll also admit that there’s some envy  involved when I learn that a new baby is on the way, which is natural, right? I felt this little pinch of jealousy even before my husband and I were serious about having kids of our own.

I absolutely love babies, I love pregnancy, I love many people who have babies and are/were at some point pregnant. And that news will ALWAYS be good news to me, but…

This is a lot of baby stuff. And I have a complicated relationship with baby stuff. (Gasp! Shocking!)

One by one, the mommies on facebook are posting lists of facts about their pregnancies, and because I just can’t help myself, I read every single one because I’m creepy and lifeless like that. By the time I get to the bottom of the list, I am this weird combination of fascinated, envious, angry, and sad. “Like for a number!”

I’ll sit this one out for so many reasons…

And if you’re giving me one of those looks for choosing to write about this, YES I KNOW it’s just a silly little game and clearly it isn’t part of a universal plot to make me feel like someone is raking my nerves against a cheese grater. They’re being normal, friendly, social creatures and sharing a beautiful part of their lives. It’s natural, I guess. I wouldn’t know much about what it’s like to be normal but I do my best to go along with it, smiling and nodding in all the (hopefully) right places.

I just wanted to whine about it while I get ready to torture myself with the next wave of predictably adorable pregnancy quirks. Why do I do this to myself. 😦

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE!

We have a game of our own, remember? That’s Me Thursdays! (I would link to the original post here but I’m updating from my phone today and I don’t want to push my luck.) Basically, post three interesting/funny/weird facts about yourself as a reminder that there’s more to us than just the whining-about-baby-stuff stuff. 

1) Proud Slytherin here, and no that doesn’t mean I’m evil. It means that if you mess with my friends or family I will viciously destroy you and probably enjoy it a bit too much. Oh, and I’m willing to do whatever is necessary to get the things I want, which I believe will come in handy for the road ahead. ;P (Although, I suppose being a true Slytherin would make me a witch and I would therefore have magic on my side and wouldn’t need doctors at all... hmm... Accio baby!) ;P

2) Let’s just get all geeky up in here today. My husband and I got married on June 26, 2010 and therefore share our anniversary with Amy and Rory Williams (*coughPondcough*). We weren’t even fans of Doctor Who at the time so it’s just an awesome coincidence.

3) Ok, fine, let’s just finish this off right. Our Christmas tree is decorated with a few pokemon, Hedwig, a Creeper from Minecraft, an Angry Bird, Hello Kitty, a glass Xbox controller ornament and over a dozen Star Wars candy canes, and soon there will be a TARDIS tucked in there too. No, we will never grow up and you can’t make us. 😉

“That’s Me Thursday!”

The Barren Librarian came up with a pretty nifty idea! Once a week, she posts three things about herself that have nothing to do with infertility and she calls this fun little game “That’s Me Thursday!

Today I’m going to tell you three things about me that have nothing to do with my IF because goddamnit, IF is NOT who I am. I’ll do this every Thursday until I run out of interesting/embarrasing/hilarious things to share. I’d love to learn more about all of you, because goddamnit, IF is NOT who you are either. So if you want to participate please let me know in the comments so I can check in and see all the awesome things about you!”

We should really get into this! One of my favorite parts of blogging has been watching the connections I make here grow into friendships, and since we can’t all get together and giggle over the itty bitty details over a bottle (or two) of wine (okay, okay, decaf coffee if we have to be fertility-friendly and boring like that!) like normal little groups of friends, let’s give this “That’s Me Thursday” thing a try. See what we learn about each other that has absolutely nothing to do with examining pee sticks through one bloodshot eye at 5 in the morning.

Seriously, I’m curious! Who are you people?? ;P

1.) I am fascinated by medical anomalies. Well, anything medical, really… but the more bizarre, the better. Ever heard of the Mutter Museum? It’s sort of a dream of mine to go there. I was probably a mad scientist in a previous life. I don’t mean the sick and twisted “do experiments on people” kind, just the “have shelves of two-headed babies in jars” kind. Um. Yeah. That’s not helping things, is it? Moving on.

2.) I play video games. Not incredibly interesting, but it’s not something you hear about every day. (What else is a childless 26-year-old woman supposed to do for fun, anyway?) The husband and I don’t watch TV (aside from a few good shows what we keep up with on Netflix or Hulu) so our spare time usually consists of shooting aliens or zombies. Or Minecraft. He says this trait is one of the reasons why he married me. He better be kidding. 😀

3.) Would you like an embarrassing story? Well, here ya go! My parents bought a new house in a new state in 2012 but wouldn’t be able to move for a few months. We all agreed that my husband and I should move down early and “house sit” until they could get there. It seemed like a pretty good idea, since my husband was scheduled to leave for basic training within a few weeks anyway and I was going to stay with my family until his training was complete. This would give me a little over a month and a half being completely on my own, but I would be able to focus on the cleaning/unpacking/organizing/planning for my family’s arrival to the sunshine state. I’m a nester, so I was okay with that. Plus, there was a pool, so yeah, I wasn’t going to argue. ;P

Unfortunately, at that time, I had never been on my own before. Also, I am a scaredy cat with an extremely overactive imagination. You’ve probably already figured out where this is going…

My husband had been gone for about a week, and my nerves were already pretty shot. Puppy begins whining about 5AM for her morning walk – right on schedule, of course. So I go downstairs with her and just before I reach the back doors I hear the sound that the outdoor shower by the pool makes when it’s running, but it’s too dark to see anything outside. I run up to my room, grab my golf club and my phone, and hide in the closet and call (who else?) my mother. I tell her that someone is outside the house, and she obviously tells me to call the police. So, one frantic 911 call later  the cops are shining their flashlights and checking around. One finally comes to the front door and is greeted by my pajama-wearing-golf-club-carrying-crazy-ass…

He explains to me that the sound I was hearing was simply the sprinkler system.

No crazy midnight outdoor shower bandits, just sprinklers on a timer, spraying water a little too close to the house.

Not my finest moment, I tell ya.