At least I'm not a total freak

One of the problems with being relegated to a secret blogger about babyness is that there are no readily ascertainable living and breathing folks to talk about pre-conception trials and tribulations with. Bonzo and I had to make a pact not to talk about it anymore since it only exacerbated our Men-are-from-Mars-Women-are-from-Venus moments (we're lucky in that we suffer little from this issue in general but we just can't do anything productive on a few subjects). Poor guy doesn't understand and can't help so what's a husband to do but change the subject in 5 seconds flat? Thankfully, I'm at that age where many of my friends and colleagues are at least thinking about kids, either in the abstract or with certain goals in mind, so children and conception do come up without my having to sneak it into the conversation all the time. And then it can also come up in girl-to-girl talks about our nether regions in general. I don't get a lot of these chats because I don't work with many women and I unfortunately spend more time at work than any other place. In fact, in my immediate group work there is only one other woman besides me so thankfully we get along well, since it would get lonely otherwise (the boys are great, really, but it's nice to have someone fully on your team, too). Anyway, she and I were talking pills and periods etc. the other day and she happened to mention that a couple of her friends had to wait months, and up to a year in one or two cases, for a period after coming off the pill. Again I cry inside my head "WHY DO THEY NOT WARN YOU ABOUT THIS?!?!", but at least there are others. I knew the ladies were out there but I didn't know any personally, and now I at least know of one or two. I feigned ignorance about this possible side effect and asked my co-worker a couple of questions about her friends. Apparently, all of the ones who waited for a while were back to their regular cycles as soon as their periods started again, which is good news. Everyone is different, of course, so I'm not going to hold my breath, but I was concerned that the sluggish restart would continue past the first period and cause even more months of non-conception time.

So all this to say that I'm feeling calmer again knowing that others have made it out the other side without too much trouble. Me too, me too!!

Why doesn't my daddy build hotels?

I admit I like to keep tabs on what the celebrities are doing, not in an obsessive, I-wanna-be-just-like-you-or-at-least-get-a-personalized-autograph kind of way, but I like to see how the other half lives and just how non-real it can get. I am much more interested in some celebrities than others, and I will often peruse the People website and pick a select few stories to read as I chew my peanut butter sandwich at lunch. Paris Hilton is one of the ones that is, in general, completely uninteresting to me. Completely. In fact, on one of my bad days, the attention she gets shakes my faith in our society's ability to value what goes on in the world. I realize the irony is that I am now talking about her and paying attention to her shenanigans. However this story makes me so angry. WTF?! Medical problem MY ASS! She's just rich and, thus, powerful and able to weasel her way out of any situation remotely connected, or potentially connected, to the average person's life. And I'm totally against the whole "get tough on criminals" attitude and think often that jail is a really bad solution to most of the problems that result in crime. But to the extent that you were sentenced to jail, I think roaming around in your 10,000+ square foot home after crying for 2 days in a cell is total crap. If I only I could be so lucky as to merit that kind of punishment. Argh.

Rub a Dub Dub

I saw this article today. As an ex-lifeguard, I am very sensitive about leaving small and medium-sized children around water, but I didn't know that kids had trouble in the bath tub in little seats as well as just sitting on their own. I like to think I would never leave a bathing kid alone for even a few seconds, and the report just gives me extra pause. It's a bit shocking to see that people cite falling asleep as a main reason kids are left unattended in the bath, too. I knew you should expect to be sleep deprived, but seriously!

Mis-seasonal

At the risk of sounding un-Canadian, I am ready for hockey season to be over. Now, I actually don't mind a little hockey, but it seems wrong somehow to watch hockey while suffering from the remnants of a weekend sunburn obtained in one's hometown. I wonder how they keep it cold enough to have half decent ice in Anaheim and Ottawa these days. I guess California, Phoenix, Florida etc. have to deal with the heat year round but not us polar bears. The real reason I want hockey season to be over, though, is so that Coronation Street comes back on weekdays at 7 p.m. on CBC. Does that make me an old British granny?

Oh yeah, and nothing to report on the cycle front. So much for natural pelvic region circulation enhancement. All this nothingness is making me very tired. If only I had Coronation Street to distract me.