coincidence? or...

can i just say how happy i am that fisher, my favourite comic strip, is pregnant at the same time as i am? i mean at first it kind of sucked, because they were having a baby and i wasn't (yet), but now it's just too cool.

especially since most (if not all) of the online communities for pregnant women seem to be aimed at crazy people who love animated gifs and paranoia more than anything else in the world.

i mean, when we were still in the "trying" phase, it was frustrating, it was disappointing, but we kept our heads and didn't do crazy stuff designed to make us depressed - like testing days before my period was due, squinting at the stick until we imagined we saw something that wasn't there, and then proclaiming every period to be a miscarriage. why do people do this to themselves? isn't life complex enough without adding to it by inventing problems? good grief. i won't even get into the infertility people, who just scare me. infertility is an awful thing, but i don't see how spending tens thousands of dollars on an unfixable problem while alienating your husband is really helping anything. ugh.

there are endless sites for stepford moms, loony pagan earth moms, and paranoid crazy moms. nothing for us normal people.

so i guess i'm just left with my blog and a comic strip. if only fisher featured a handy list of what kinds of fish are safe!