I don't know where I've been or where I am, mentally and physically. I've rushed from fertility to psychiatric to endocrinological considerations in a matter of months. I really just want to wait until it's all over, and I can write, ::insert treatment:: worked! at the end of a long, tmi blog post. In the meantime, I've been playing with this little boy. Who's gotten, pretty big, by the way.
His waytooshort haircut kills me.
