This was my favourite insemination trip, I put my focus on
fun instead of worry and had the best time. Sangria in the sun, walking on side
streets dreaming of houses we want to live in, lilac trees in bloom surrounding
us, got spoiled, laughed until my tummy hurt at a bunch of gays (including
Venessa and Kevin) singing Spice Girl’s wannabe on stage, slept way too little
and got to come home to the sweetest surprise ever.
Also while I’m looking at the bright side for a change, this
was my last round of clomid, ever! I’d like to thank you for the late night
crying fits, the extra 10 pounds of bloat and the “bitch crazy” looks from my
wife. Sayonara crazy train!
