I've been craving Korean, something I never even thought about eating until I met Mr. Right. Good thing I married a guy from a tradition that has great food! Once we actually have a child, he or she will be well fed between our two heritages, that's for sure. At any rate, while we were eating our yummy Korean dinner, I had a crazy thought. Maybe, just maybe, Mr. Right's swimmers consider my uterus to be a hostile environment because I don't eat enough Kimchi. Yes, infertility has fried my brain.
But I ate up anyway and at least now I have clear sinuses if nothing else.
October 1, 2011
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