30 Day Blog Challenge

Uhhhh . . . yeah . . . the 30 day blog challenge.  I'm still doing it.  I'm just not doing it for 30 days in a row.  :)  Let us get over being sick at the same time & through the rest of the school year, and I'll get back to it.

Interesting . . .

I saw a friend posted this as her FB status today: "One reason we struggle with insecurity:  We're comparing our behind the scenes to everyone else's highlight reel."


That loaded statement now has me thinking of how it applies to me, to us, to our family (and lack thereof).  Our behind the scenes is what matters.  Mr. & Mrs. Rambler, in our home - our lives - our relationship - that's what matters to us.  Everything else (including having children) is just added footage to our story.  It's sometimes hard to remember that when we are in the throes of tragedy, difficulty, frustration, grief, stress, etc.  Day-to-day existence takes our eyes away from the "prize" whatever it may be.  We all know our "prize" and the importance of focusing on that.


Forget the insecurity that is bred from comparing our current selves to others.  Everyone has a few different people within one - the wife, the worker, the infertile, the online friend, the IRL friend, the patient, the daughter, the sister, the aunt, and more.  There are many hats we all wear as our individual selves.  So, in the end, what really matters?  That is what we need to remember.  And I work every day to remind myself of that.

Happy Blogaversary!

Today is the THIRD Blogaversary of these Fertile Ramblings!   The irony of our blogaversary being the same day as Mother's Day is not lost on me.  Some of you are celebrating your moms, some are missing your moms, some are celebrating as moms, and some are hating today because we aren't moms.  Most of us are doing a combination of two or more of those.

I swear that I was wished a "Happy Mother's Day" by every damn Tom, Dick, Harry and their wives, cousins and friends EVERY single place I went yesterday.  Seriously?  Just because I am tired, fat, and wearing a wedding ring doesn't mean I'm a mom.  I came home and told Mr. Rambler that I wondered how people would react if I responded with, "Oh, EFF Mother's Day!"  (insert evil, cheeky laugh)  I'll chalk that response up in the same column as kicking stupid people in the head and proper society's other unacceptable reactions to dumb shit.

Thanks for being along this shitty, interesting, boring, unfun, ridiculous, tragic, stupid, frustrating, terrible rambling ride with me for the past few years.  No telling what the years ahead will bring (believe me, I have not a clue), but I appreciate all of you being along the ride with us.

It's finally time for me to shut up so we can celebrate!  Have some cake - as much as you like - and celebrate today's blogaversary with whatever you're doing today.  Oh, and don't forget the wine!!!!

In Case You Didn't Know

It costs a LOT more to not have a baby than it does to have one.  Hope you enjoyed that insightful PSA.

You're welcome.