It's Time to Go Now

I realize that I have given the impression that I have started a new password protected blog but in fact, that hasn't happened yet. We were sick for most of January and the last few days in December.

My son is still home sick and is missing a birthday party tomorrow which only happens under great duress. My daughter appears to be ill with an increase in the amount of spit-up but it's difficult to gauge exactly how much spit-up is normal and how much is abnormal (we're still dealing with a small reflux issue).

I am on antibiotics for an infected small surgical incision. I am supposed to have the stitches out tomorrow but I'm thinking they'll be left in or taken out and then replaced with more.

But... if I ever actually have the time to start another blog I promise to send out the password to any and all who have expressed an interest. Yes, I know - how priviledged you all must feel.

I also needed to come here to rant a tiny bit as well. My infection is not responding to the current antibiotics and so the spectre of antibiotic resistant bacteria raises its ugly head. And this just after reading a blog wherein the author states that they stopped their last antibiotics partway through the presciption and that they now feel the need for some antibiotics and their doctor said something along the lines of "by all means finish off the last prescription - take some antibiotics for a day or two, it won't hurt anything." AHHHHHHHH...... (hyperventilation and red face)

Anyway, the last few weeks have definitely driven the point home to me. What point I hear you asking? The fact that I no longer belong in the whole IF blogging sphere. For some reason, it just seems so different to me than when I started blogging (a little over two years ago).

I can't read another post about how insensitive others are. I can't read another gripe about "fertiles" (lord I hate that term). I can't take another post about someone hoping for multiples. I don't want to read about how many units of whatever medication someone is taking on their protocol. I only wish the best for those people still battling IF - chalk up my bitchiness to my age I guess.

But where are the people who could make me feel like I had been slapped in the face (or at least made me feel inadequate or that I had a lot to learn)? Is it just me or does everyone seem to obsessed with who's reading their blog and what the reaction is going to be? As I said to Jen before - I feel like all the current IF bloggers are going to burst into a rousing rendtion of Kumbayah at any moment (not that that's a bad thing necessarily but Kumbayah????)

Good lord but I miss those people whose blogs shouted at me and pushed me to think differently. Okay, so maybe it is just me. Good thing I'm going. I'd probably throw myself under a bus to help some of the people I've met through blogging - yep, I like y'all that much but my kids also need me so maybe it's just as well a lot of you are either not posting anymore or have made it through the IF/SIF quagmire.

The previous post was supposed to be my last and hence the whole photo-op but then I received an e-mail asking why I was being so stingy with letting people know about my new blog and I can't bear the thought of people thinking that I've left them off the list (we all know I'm just not that exclusive).

My son has told me that he doesn't want his picture posted but the wee one is still too little to tell me what to do so I will leave you with one more picture just to prove that tiny little miracles can happen (or at least that one happened to me).

Love, hugs and smooches

DinoD