Since my twins are almost a year (!!!) old now, I received the reminder card in the mail that it is time for my annual exam.
As always, I kind of cringed a bit at the thought. Seriously, after all I went through to get pregnant, why on earth was I bothered at the thought of one tiny swab? I have to laugh at myself sometimes.
So, when I finished laughing at myself, I started thinking. About my babies (who are amazing), about infertility. About trying to get pregnant again.
What, what, what? No ma'am, this uterus has closed up shop!
So why on earth am I contemplating having my IUD removed? Well, several reasons. First and foremost--side effects. I would like to get laid again in this lifetime, and between breastfeeding (yes, they're still breastfeeding) and the IUD, let's just say the libido is a little, well, lacking.
I'm kind of in this weird going green, going natural groove, and wanting to cut down on artifical things in my life. This isn't where I post about my new years resolutions to cowgirl up and quit drinking coffee and alcohol. But if the IUD goes, maybe the zoloft can follow. As for the rest of my vices, well, they give me character.
I seemingly can't put the thought of having another baby out of my head. If I had my IUD removed, and got pregnant immediately, I would be due a few months before the boys second birthday. If I had my IUD removed and got pregnant after 18 months, like last time, it would be more like the boys 3rd birthday.
And if I never got pregnant again, that would be okay. I have the Roe and Joe Show now. And they are wonderful. And waking up right now.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
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