Eggs. Carrot Juice. Soy Milk. Miller Lite. Avocado. Black Beans. Shredded Cheese. Follistim (oh, bonus fancy GREEN case for the injection pen this time…) Ovidrel. Hope. Continue reading The Staples Chilling in An Infertile’s Refrigerator
I’ve always hated my thighs. In high school, jeans shopping was a complete nightmare. I know what you’re thinking, “Isn’t it always?” or “Wouldn’t we all rather stick our heads into the yawning mouths of lions or alligators or piranhas than shop for jeans?” To which the answer is a resounding YES. Yes, we certainly would. Hell, wouldn’t we all rather stick our heads into the ASSES of these animals, if it meant … Continue reading Bow To Your Thighness: 3 Guiding Principles For Physical and Mental Health
Pregnancy preparedness: Things you’ll want to do before you get knocked up – in no particular order. 1. Start telling strangers in line at the grocery store and strangers you’re connected with on social media that you are pregnant and that you are planning to formula feed. Take notes when they give you loads of valuable advice about infant feeding. 2. Stare at your naked self in the mirror and … Continue reading A Comprehensive Pre-Pregnancy To-Do List
Ok, I’m going to be a little boasty, braggy, hippity hoppity. I can’t help it, I just might explode – this week has been sort of amazing. I have had a lot of horribly dark weeks, and this one is shiny and bright and remarkably different than those. FRIDAY: I am starting a support program for students on the Autism Spectrum at the high school I work in – we will be piloting it, … Continue reading Call Me a Fanfaron This Week
In honor of Infertility Awareness Week – here’s a Top 10 list for what some of y’all should shut the fuck up about. 1. Complaints about your body during pregnancy. Swollen feet? Fat ass? Whaleish proportions? Shut the fuck up, you’re pregnant. You have a tiny head and tiny feet poking you in the ribs and wedged between your organs. That’s how you’re supposed … Continue reading Top 10 Things Infertiles Want You To Shut The Fuck Up About
So, my husband and I have been trying to have a child for about 3 1/2 years. The first year we were just not “not trying”. We figured it would happen within about a year – give or take and weren’t too worried. To be honest, I was slightly nervous (read: terrified) at the thought of having kids, so I wasn’t in a huge rush. After … Continue reading The New Normal
A Morning Grouch 