39 week pregnant with Jack- December 30, 2010. Let's pretend we can't see the sausage rolls on the counter... No judgey, okay? :)
Dear Laura's body,
WTF are you doing? Are you ever going to get your period again? It's been 2 months since you stopped pumping and the locia has been gone for a couple of weeks. When are you going to sort yourself out?
Maybe I'm asking too much... How about this: forget the period (you can keep it. You're welcome... ha!). How about you just try and ovulate for me? I've been testing you daily, and nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. I'd be willing to forego the aforementioned period if you would ovulate, and possibly consider making another baby for me?
I know you've been through a lot. I know you've spent the better part of the past year growing a baby and then trying to feed him your milk. You spent countless hours hunched over the toilet, vomiting your guts out. You went to the ER twice for dehydration, and underwent bi-weekly growth ultrasounds for months. You've been stabbed by more needles than you can count, pee in an ungodly number of cups, you've been sliced open and stitched back together. You dropped 25lbs in a week (all your baby weight), and forced to keep on keepin' on even though you wanted to lay down and die. You've been to hell and back, and I thank you for all your hard work and service.
I promise, this will all be worth it. We can't have Jack back, he was never ours to keep. But we can have another, if you will just try for me. I promise to stuff you full of fresh veggies, delicious meats, and even those delicious Cadbury Mini Eggs you like so much if you just do me this one favour: let's make another baby.
Edit: Let's make another deliciously gorgeous, yummy, healthy, happy baby. That we keep forever. And Ever. One who won't get sick, because let's face it, we can't handle that again.
Laura, your caretaker, cleaning lady, and chef.