Angst with a Dash of Tears

June 30th, 2009

Lately, I have left a trail of tears in numerous locations. So much so that I bet most of the restaurants in the Baltimore area probably think that Chris either beats me or that my closest friend just died. These tears spring up randomly and sometimes I am overwhelmed by the intensity in which they flow and linger.

This occurrence can only be because of the 11 months of monthly cycles that follow the routine pattern of disappointment, building excitement, a super long two week wait ~ just to be greeted with disappointment and a trash can full of minus signs once again.

For those, who are not in the know ~ Chris and I have found ourselves in the “space in-between” being happily childfree and mature enough to attempt to rear just one well-balanced Homosapien.

My Promise this Month:
1. I will try to replace my complaints with smiles.
2. I will not be jealous of those surrounding us that have reached their own goals in the reproduction department.
3. I will carry on with our action plan without cracking under all the internal pressure I have placed upon myself.

Count down…. three more cycles and then we will gracefully leave this rat race and embrace another.