My Christmas List

I recently saw the advert on TV for the Coca Cola Christmas Truck. So it’s official – ‘holidays are coming’. Aside from the bajillion other Christmas-themed adverts which are now everywhere, and the piles of delectable foodstuffs and gifts and wrapping paper and Santas and snowmen and Christmas cards and red-and-green-sparkly-everything, which has begun to…

Bombs away?

Infertility, how do I hate thee – let me count the ways…ONE (one thousand), TWO (one thousand), THREE (one thousand)… This isn’t going to be pleasant. Christmas this year was all set to suck, and I’d freaked out about it to the point where Christmas songs had me in tears, looking at Christmas cards, or decorations,…

Gamechanger

Last night was as bad as I thought it would be. The day had been navigated well, and in spite of not going to my sister’s house or doing the New Traditions with Niece and Neff (poor Sis was ill, and we didn’t want to share her germs), Husby and I had a chilled-out afternoon.…