Guess I’m not pregnant this time.
Good practice, though, right?
Blood makes the grass grow*.
But grass is not a baby.
And I want more kids.
Diapers make good pads,
if your other option is
So that’s that, for now. We’ll wait a few months to try again with the old hanky panky (by which I mean paying our Reproductive Assistance Center 2,000 Euro to transfer an embryo,) and in the meantime we’ll enjoy our long weekend in Milan.
Yes, I really did use a diaper as a sanitary napkin last night. I couldn’t find an open grocery/drugstore and couldn’t get farther than ‘serviette’ and ‘sangre’ in explaining what I needed to the proprietor of the only place open on our street, the tobacconist. The diaper (size 3 disposable is recommended if you’re planning on trying this at home,) worked a treat.
*for the non-Quakers, this comes from a rugby chant: ‘Blood makes the grass grow. Kill, Quakers, kill!’ More info on Quakerism, which sounds like a cult but is really a nice, non-proselytizing religion with an emphasis on pacifism and social justice, can be found here.