I sing to the animals.
Not sure how they feel about it, but it makes me happy, and laugh (at myself).
When one is sprawled in a sunbeam: "Sunshine on my puppy/kitty makes him/her happy..."
To the dog: "How much is that puppy in the window?..." or "Who let the dog in?..."
To whichever one catches my attention: "Oh [insert animals name here] you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind. Hey [animal's name]..."
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Also, am increasingly superstitious...so I don't even want to talk about much less think about how today is CD30, my temps are still up, and I'm starting to wonder if the old fashioned way worked. Just saying.
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Dude, what is it about trying to get pregnant that makes you suddenly superstitious? This is a nasty little phenomenon I've experienced as well and I don't much like it.
ReplyDeleteAs far as not freaking out about anything and jinxing stuff goes...I'm definitely not getting excited about the nothing that might be happening, and I'm definitely not sqeeing and wishing you the very latest of periods...like nine months late ;)
I sing to Lola too! She probably thinks I'm completely dumb, but whatever :) Fingers are crossed for you, hon.
ReplyDeleteFingers crossed for you!!
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