I'm a big fan of Easter, and always have been. Of course, the religious significance is magnificent, but as a child, Easter also meant the beginning of warm weather, a basket full of goodies (especially the Peeps) and a big family get-together at my grandparents' farm.
But, all this talk about dyeing hard-boiled ovals and plastic ones with goodies in the middle, makes me think of my own faulty ova. And, the focus on kids doesn't help, either.
You might think about an egg retrieval like an Easter egg hunt. When I had my egg retrieval, my basket was overflowing with lovelies - 23 to be exact. Just like a child, all the other infertiles peered jealously at my motherload. The Easter Bunny was good to me.
But, none of my eggs resulted in any chicks. So, instead, I surround myself with eggs from Cadbury, Reeces and Godiva.
And, speaking of the EB, rabbits are known their active and rapid reproduction. So, even though I'm a fan of any and all candy, I'd rather have the Easter Bunny bring me some strong fertility vibes.
Oh well, just pop another chocolate rabbit, bag of jelly beans, box of Peeps, or all of the above and blame it on me.