August 17, 2006
I Feel Fine…Talkin’ ‘Bout Peace of Mind
Ha! Peace of mind my ass. Oh damn it. That was a terrible pun. I’m rambling again.
Never again, can I get the flu. But if I do get the flu, never again is my dear, sweet, loving, adorable husband allowed to take a day off from work to take care of me so that WE can take care of Dawson.
Why, you ask?
Because, as soon as I feel better, I become all grateful and lovey and thankful that he did take care of me. This usually entails me getting my energy back and well, ummm, err….getting frisky. (Mom, if you’re reading this, I promise, I was a good Catholic girl.)
And because I was in the mood, I agreed to say, “Thank you” to my loving husband by agreeing to unprotected sex. This was also because I just had my monthly business and there’s no way I was getting pregnant. Especially when it took so long to conceive Dawson.
Boy, oh boy am I an idiot. Last night after our “risky business”, Doug and I were just cuddling and suddenly I sprang out of bed.
“Oh my God! My GOD!” I said very loudly.
“What?” he asked me. He had this confused look on his face. This signals me that he has no idea what I’m about to say. That, or he’s just so satisfied from our….(SHUT UP DANA, you’re mother is probably reading this…)
“I was just lying there thinking…..and OH MY GOD!”
“What? WHAT???? What the hell is wrong with you?”
“My first day of my last period was August 1st. And so that means……and we just……and YOU just…..and….Oh SHIT.” I yelled and immediately started jumping up and down.
“Dana, I love you, but you’re really fucking crazy. What the HELL are you gol’ damned doing?” He asked, sitting up in bed.
“I’m making it harder for THEM to get to THAT.” I pointed to my lower abdomen.
“Okay, stop jumping and tell me what’s going on. It’s too late for me to play guessing games.”
“Doooouuuuug,” I said longly. “Ovulation usually happens between days 12 and 18 and it’s day 17 of my cycle. Which MEANS I COULD get pregnant and I don’t know what I was thinking. I swear my period was over a more recently and that we had more days….” I stopped and looked at him. He had his eyes closed and his hand over his forehead.
“So, you’re saying…….Oh shit.”
“Uh huh! So I’m jumping to kind of shake things out!”
If you were a fly on the wall, I can only imagine you laughing your ass off at this situation.
If I’m with child in a few weeks, I’m SOOOOOO blaming Dawson for getting me sick and making me delirious which led me to forget to control my urges once I’m well again.
Maybe the rollercoasters at Six Flags and all that gravity will prevent those tad poles from reaching my lily pad. What do you think?
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August 17th, 2006 at 12:08 pm, The Future Dr Cara Says:
Dana!!!! omg, girl!! Bad! (I’m the same way - I track those little buggers like a hunter tracking turkeys!)
How are you liking Blogger? (Love your banner here, btw!)
August 17th, 2006 at 9:12 pm, Anonymous Purple Car Says:
Good Luck!
Now even though you feel better you will feel “sick” until you know.
August 17th, 2006 at 9:17 pm, Anonymous Says:
Are you saying you don’t want another doodlebug??
August 18th, 2006 at 12:24 am, Kelstar Says:
Oh no! This is the stuff after school specials are made of, my dear!
August 18th, 2006 at 8:15 am, Dana Says:
Oh!! Lovelies!! I do want more children. I do. It’s just that I really don’t know if I’m ready to be pregnant again so soon. And I know I’m making excuses. I mean seriously, if I didn’t want another I wouldn’t have unprotected sex. Right? I’m just afraid. Afraid of the pre-eclampsia again, afraid of the PPD again. Afraid of the financial strain it will put on us — as we’re still trying to climb out of medical bill debt from the 8 weeks of bedrest I had with Dawson.
I’m sure God will make the choice that’s best for us. I’ve got faith. So, now we wait!
August 18th, 2006 at 8:29 am, EZ Says:
Dana,
I can just see you jumping up and down. That was such a funny read. I have missed you terribly.
I am not concerned at all should you become pregnant. A child just could not have a better mother (or father). Timing is everything. What will be ………will be.
Did I tell you that I miss you?
EZ
August 18th, 2006 at 8:39 am, Hothousemomma Says:
what a funny story. Well funny in a good way. When I got prego with my second all those scenarios went through my mind. you know, it just always works out. Really it does.
A new baby would be nice
August 18th, 2006 at 10:13 am, Dana Says:
I am so embarrassed. I just read my post again. I sound so ridiculous. I might have to delete this later.
August 18th, 2006 at 10:41 am, Anonymous Purple Car Says:
Dana your a hoot! What I LOVE best about your blogs is that you say it HOW IT IS! Don’t be embarresed.
I have said things out loud before and people laugh at the time, but come to me afterward and say they totally relate because they have done the same thing that I said “out loud” but didn’t tell anyone.
Keep it up girl - your the best!!
August 18th, 2006 at 4:19 pm, Eric Says:
I think he did it on purpose… check this out:
http://youtube.com/watch?v=lSmch4RAsmM
Seems a little too contrived to me.
Thanks for stopping by!
August 18th, 2006 at 8:31 pm, clair Says:
Oh Dana, I hope things work out the way you wish them to
August 20th, 2006 at 12:15 am, Heather Says:
You crack me up! Keeping fingers crossed for you!
August 20th, 2006 at 3:12 am, kate5kiwis Says:
hey chick
(i’m glad you didn’t delete the post yet.. i had a *giggle*)
i’m happy for ya if you’re pregs.. and if you’re not ;o)
sheesh, with my lack of self-control, is it any wonder we ended up with *five* kiddos >>>
life is fabulous..
:o)