It's almost exactly a year since we were told ICSI was our only option for having a genetically-related child. I've spent the year whining, and moaning, and crying, and getting depressed, and feeding my highly-developed ability to stress over things which are a) unlikely to happen and b) not under my control anyway. And I don't regret a minute of it. I was completely justified, and I make absolutely no apologies. Nevertheless, I feel it's time to move on.

I just can't do 2006 all over again. It was, like, way hard, man. We will never, ever get our baby if I continue in that vein, because, put simply, I won't be able to continue at all.

So allow me for a moment to experiment with being a "good person". I don't want my fertility journey to be punctuated solely by inevitable failures, disappointments and setbacks. I want there to be moments of light, pockets of pride, days of sunshine. Crap like that. I am determined to go from weepy pussy-job to bitter old crone via vomitously perky gal. I am therefore setting myself this challenge: during our next year of fertility treatments - or whatever else may come - I'm going to perform Fifty Good Deeds In Celebration Of Life. And, to keep me honest, I will report them back to you.

This is also, apparently, a way of integrating into the local community - a staggering 15% of Singaporeans over fifteen years old are active volunteers . Come on - fifteen percent. That's pretty damned good for modern society.

Now, about the ads (if they're not here now, they're coming in a minute). I've put them there with the idea of donating any money to worthy causes. So go! Click! You know you want to.

Finally, if you have any requests or suggestions for Good Deeds you especially want done, you just go right ahead and leave them here. Then you can be a do-gooder by proxy. Now doesn't that sound fun?

Alrighty then.