Mirena A pretty name, Mirena, isn't it? Nice name for a baby, maybe?

Well, as of Tuesday, Mirena will be the new tenant in my uterus and, sadly, it isn't a baby. Mirena is the brand-name for the new generation of IUDs.

After nearly two years of trying to conceive - including trying trying, pretending to not try trying, mild fertility drugs, herbal remedies, ovulation predictor tests, and even a psychic clearing the appropriate chakra - we are not pregnant. Now that I am looking for work, it is important I not get pregnant for awhile. Next Tuesday, I will officially throw in the towel and get an IUD.

Why bother you may be thinking? Certainly, at this point it seems more likely that a cow might jump over the moon. True enough - but it is a widely-accepted fact that some pregnancies are caused by a wild change in circumstances.

Only time will tell if Mirena will move out so someone else can move in but, for now, I am ready for a break from the pressure of trying and the heartache of being unsuccessful.  ¶ 22:25