So ....

I'm not sure how to start this post at all. See I am sitting in an OB/GYN's office and would like to describe this experience for the internet as a whole, but it's just so hard to put into words. I would like to preface this with I'm not complaining about it, you see poor Cora has and is going to have a rough day, and I wanted to be here for as much support as I could give her but ... but really this has been fascinating.

Did you all know that a lot of women come to the OB/GYN??? A lot of them with their mothers apparently. Most of them look at any man sitting in the waiting room funny, especially if they are typing away on a computer. I'm glad to see none of them look exceedingly happy to be here. Also they play terrible music ... terrible. Currently there is some Phil Collins action going on, I'm not even sure what song it is (Update it was a Genesis song ... which I can't tell if that's better or worse). Everyone is also way friendlier than at my doctor. There has been an awful lot of clothes complimenting going on, my doctor never even notices ... that jerk.

One thing I am fairly certain about is that my estrogen count has risen. I've been trying to counter act the trend by looking at high light videos from Ohio State recruits, but I'm not sure that it's working. I don't know if I've ever felt more out of place. Also if I change everything to pink on the blog, you'll know why.

(Update: There is a cute little kid next to us ... I might have just ovulated. No this is not Cora writing this)