{"id":1944,"date":"2009-05-26T22:52:41","date_gmt":"2009-05-27T02:52:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1944"},"modified":"2009-05-26T22:52:41","modified_gmt":"2009-05-27T02:52:41","slug":"i-dont-wanna-think-about-it","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1944","title":{"rendered":"I don&#8217;t wanna think about it"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I am just trying not to think too much about this cycle at all. There is really nothing I can do &#8211; no appointments, no numbers, no nothing to analyze. Just counting down time. And every time I do that I start to get a lot of anxiety and my mind kicks into overdrive about all of the things that I have no control over. So I said screw it, I&#8217;m going to do the same thing I did last cycle: just ignore it. I&#8217;m filling my days with everything and anything else.<\/p>\n<p>Except anything baby-related. I&#8217;m avoiding the baby talks. I&#8217;m even somewhat avoiding the cycle buddies, because that again just makes me think about my own cycle and starts the anxiety up. I&#8217;m not thinking about due dates that may never happen. I&#8217;m not thinking about who I may be pregnant with or what the spacing between kids might be or seasons or any kind of plan at all.<\/p>\n<p>To be perfectly honest I&#8217;m trying not to think about the future at all. Planning for the future &#8211; whether it&#8217;s 5 years or 5 months &#8211; almost always rests on whether or not I&#8217;m pregnant or how far. I can&#8217;t make vacation plans, because I might not be able to fly. I can&#8217;t plan out my next year without knowing this crucial piece of information. When will we have a newborn? When can Den go to that training class he has to go to? Can we go to my friend&#8217;s wedding? Can we plan a trip with relatives to Vegas? When can we go visit my parents again? I can&#8217;t answer <i>any<\/i> of it. I don&#8217;t fucking <i>know<\/i>. And if I&#8217;m not pregnant, it means I&#8217;m cycling, which means dates become even less dependable.<\/p>\n<p>I can&#8217;t even put into words how fucking frustrating this is to me&#8230; this not being able to plan anything. I&#8217;ve always been a 10-year-plan kind of girl. It&#8217;s just what I <i>do<\/i>. I love to sketch out house plans, and I love to outline life plans. So I just don&#8217;t think about it. A wall comes down in my brain every time my thoughts wander in the planning direction and I say to myself, I&#8217;ll figure that out later. Later, later, later, always later, never now.<\/p>\n<p>I guess I finally figured out what living in the moment actually means, just out of necessity. I know when my next appointments are. I know where my garden and house is at. I know what I&#8217;m doing for the week. Heck, I may even have figured out where we&#8217;re going for our anniversary (though I haven&#8217;t figured out <i>when<\/i>).<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m okay with doing this for now, but only with the requirement that someday soon I do get to figure out the rest of the answers. I can&#8217;t live like this forever. I&#8217;m not even sure I could live like this for very long. But I can do it for the short-term and just keep my head in the sand for a month.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I am just trying not to think too much about this cycle at all. There is really nothing I can do &#8211; no appointments, no numbers, no nothing to analyze. Just counting down time. 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