Oh Bleeps, I'm so excited. I'm all atwitter. Who will it be?!
First, I have some great news...
Hey there. I'm Kate, and Busted Plumbing is my code for infertility. I promise it isn't one of those blogs where I tell you about cervical mucus (well, not often) or sexual positions (there are plenty of PAY sites for that sort of thing). Nah, I decided last year I needed a place to chill out and drop the occasional F-Bomb (Fertility, of course). This is a place to have a laugh when Mother Nature throws you a curve ball.
You see, the hubby and I have been trying to have a kid for five years. After a diagnosis of PCOS and spontaneous miscarriage (there have been four of those), there's been a lot of anger, frustration, bargaining, grief, Clomid-induced rampages, a couple restraining orders, and maybe just one or two teeny, tiny baby-snatching incidents (allegedly). After all that, what's left to do except laugh about it all?
I recently turned 30 years old, and I don't want to think I spent some of my best years secretly cruising grocery stores for unattended children feeling sad about something I really can't do that much about. So come on over, I'll do my best to give you a chuckle (and if you'll only give me one post to do that, then I humbly submit "Chuck Norris Doesn't Sleep. He Waits.")