Saturday, January 05, 2008

And...exhale!

For all of you who have been holding your breath every month since Genevieve was born, just waiting for me to call and say that I am yet again knocked up like a chubby cheerleader, you can now relax. As of 2:00 yesterday afternoon, a little progesterone-laden plastic sentry has set up camp in my uterus to make sure no one else moves in. Mirena, the goddess of artificial infertility, has granted BD five more years in which to get a vasectomy.

5 comments:

Stephanie said...

That is easily the sweetest, most romantic birthday post a mother has ever crafted.

Kristy said...

BD steals my thunder with the birthday posts! I've learned to just leave them to him.

Secret Agent Mom said...

Careful, now. No reason to put the "I" in failure rate.

Rita.the.bookworm said...

Yay! You're in the Mirena club now!

Kristy said...

SAM, are you saying that believing my 99.9% effective birth control method will actually prevent me from getting pregnant is going to cause it to fail? That's some kind of crazy Nordic Minnesota voodoo y'all got.