Due to FMS, my husband never has to leave the house, town, state, country once a month anymore.
I was legendary when I was still able to get pregnant... the guys I work with would duck behind cubicles and
throw chocolate over the walls, and when I went after the chocolate, they'd head for the bar!!!
I'm fond of saying:
I may not have the crib anymore, but I've still got the Playpen! 