“Welcome to WordPress.com. This is your first post. Edit or delete it and start blogging!”
Edit and start blogging. It’s a simple command, four words that can change your life. I started my first blog to keep in touch with my friends over a year ago. But since then, I’ve realized that I need a separate space to air my thoughts about pregnancy, motherhood, and my failure at both of them. So welcome to my new apartment, the small space I rent for myself and keep apart from the rest of my life.
As we travel this path, I want to point out that you will be seeing a singular compartment of my personality. If you’re deeply interested (and don’t know about my past blogging efforts) you can request the address of my “home” blog where I keep the rest of my adventures. I won’t promise to share it with you, but I might if you ask nicely and promise to be discrete about it.
For now, let’s just start with the title of this blog:
out·land·ish: adjective
| 1. |
freakishly or grotesquely strange or odd, as appearance, dress, objects, ideas, or practices; bizarre: outlandish clothes; outlandish questions. |
| 2. |
having a foreign appearance. |
| 3. |
remote from civilized areas; out-of the-way: an outlandish settlement. |
| 4. |
Archaic. foreign; alien. |
no·tion: noun
| 1. |
a general understanding; vague or imperfect conception or idea of something: a notion of how something should be done. |
| 2. |
an opinion, view, or belief: That’s his notion, not mine. |
| 3. |
conception or idea: his notion of democracy. |
| 4. |
a fanciful or foolish idea; whim: She had a notion to swim in the winter. |
| 5. |
an ingenious article, device, or contrivance; knickknack. |
| 6. |
notions, small articles, as buttons, thread, ribbon, and other personal items, esp. such items displayed together for sale, as in a department store. |
For me, this idea that I can get pregnant has become an outlandish notion. Manly and I are going on a year and nine months of believing that it’s possible, but so far we’ve been proved wrong. In nine days, I have my first RE appointment to try to find out what’s going on.
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