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Beautiful Mornings are Made of This….

Time: Today Morning, when we were pseudo-ready to jump out of bed.


Situation: A financial review of 2008 (not exactly a dream year in a lot of respects)


DH: Mmm… and the price of that land is down x percent, and the real estate rates on that house have slipped y percent….and z month’s salary has been invested into the share market, so I can’t make a deposit out of it and can’t touch it for p years….

BTW, would you be doing IVF w/ICSI again this year?

Me: (Mentally- Damn right, I will). Of Course. But we are not to do anything till March, you know!

DH: Last time it cost us $$$$$, and still there is no guarantee that it will work out this time.

Me: (Mentally – Yeah, but what if it does?) There is no guarantee, but I am doing it.

Momentary Silence…

DH: There will be no savings this year.

The last statement is too severe. But I did not want to cut in and spoil DH’s sense of financial calculation superiority complex.

Frankly, I know that IF treatments are pinching us financially, but I am not worried because there are still a lot of work-years left for both of us, and money is a totally recoverable and secondary entity for me at this point of time.


^WiseGuy^
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  1. Cara13 January 2009 at 21:32

    Amen to the "more than enough" mindset, regarding money of course. It's what allows me to sit here writing a book that WILL sell someday without stressing (too much) about next month's mortgage payment.

    Good for you! Want a little mental backup? Go to this blog - right now!!

    http://noswimmers.blogspot.com/

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  2. Baby Smiling In Back Seat13 January 2009 at 22:25

    "recoverable and secondary entity"

    Yes! Exactly! I wish more people had your attitude -- it wouldn't change the bottom line, but it would make them feel much less guilty about the huge IF expenditures.

    I think if I tried to do financial calculations in bed, DH would run out of the room screaming. And vice versa.

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  3. Clio14 January 2009 at 03:39

    what really bothered me in his reasoning, and you'll have to forgive me to be so blunt, is that he asked "would you be doing IVF/ICSI?" He used you, as this is only your thing, not something that he is really involved with.

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  4. katery14 January 2009 at 06:37

    yeah, the financial burden is a real pain in the ass, but you have to try until you just can't try anymore.

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  5. The Steadfast Warrior14 January 2009 at 09:24

    Dh and I did our finances too. I hate how $ determines so much. I'm glad you're going ahead with your dream and not letting it get in the way.

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  6. AnotherDreamer14 January 2009 at 11:00

    I hate arguing finances. Ungh.

    But you are correct, I believe. Money is completely recoverable. You have the rest of your life to accumulate it. But the here and now, is well... here and now.

    Follow your dream.
    Best wishes hun.

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  7. sharonvw14 January 2009 at 17:03

    That conversation sounds soooooo familiar!

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  8. katery14 January 2009 at 18:42

    i am using lupron depots, they are administered intramuscularly.

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  9. Polly Gamwich14 January 2009 at 23:40

    You hit the nail on the head when you said "Money is recoverable" ... it's so true. AND not to mention, this is the best investment you could make ... better than an real estate investment I've made (though I haven't succeeded at it yet on the baby front) my houses are about to turn up-side-down ... so it's not like real investments are 100% good ideas!

    I hate having conversations with DH about $$ and fertility - keep your chin up.

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