"Enjoy it" she said to me, thinking as though her advice was falling on eager ears. I will, if you will! I thought, remembering her countless complaints. Her apathetic husband, delequent son and lazy five-year-old. "Enjoy it" has been offered up to me as a gift of consolation for three years of infertility. But couldn't that advice apply to just about anyone? And why can't I ever convince people enough that I already have that particular plan in motion? Now I will say to them, "Read my blog." And if they care, they will read it. And if they don't they will not. Either way, I am enjoying it.