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Meredith: Get your minds out of the gutter, people ... I am talking about ovulation. The other "O" my husband and I have no problem with.
Back to the big "O." The time between my period and waiting for the blasted second line on my ovulation stick is pure torture. I know I could spend my time catching up with my DVR recordings, organizing my spice rack, or practicing baby-making, but not me ... I fixate. Ticktock, ticktock, ticktock. I check the calendar a dozen times, re-check the First Response Ovulation countdown every other second, as if the result is going to change or the days are magically going to fly by.
What the hell is wrong with me? Maybe this is why my husband says my "Fallopian tubes are clenched." I need to chill the hell out and enjoy the process. I think what I need is a daily theme. Today it's Meredith's National Have Spontaneous Sex with Her Husband day. My husband is right ... I don't need a stick to tell me when I am allowed to have sex. Freakin' A ... sex or love-making is supposed to be fun, not a chore. Look out, John, I am on my way home! Oh wait ... I think I will wait until Austin (my son) is in bed, and I have a chance to take a shower and brush my teeth ... but after that, it will be very spontaneous. I'll let you know how it goes.
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