I went back and forth about whether I wanted to share Bear’s birth story on the blog. But at the end of the day, this little space on the interwebs is not just to share my stories with you fine folks, but it is also my journal and where I store my memories. I don’t … More the birth story of bear
Instead of attempting to create a witty title or intro to this blog post, I will instead just happily explain the reason my blog has been really silent lately: we are having another baby! And as opposed to Liam’s pregnancy that left me shouting to the universe “being pregnant is easy!” this pregnancy has me … More we’re having another baby!
Do you believe in fate? I don’t know if it’s because I’m getting older and my interests are changing or if Charleston is really stepping up it’s horticultural game, but this spring I’ve taken notice to how many different gorgeous blooms are here. I’ve been seeing these purple trees all around town and have been … More signs from the universe
I can’t even count the number of times we have been told, “you should just go adopt a baby.” And if any of you reading this have ever struggled with infertility than I know you have heard it too. Adoption, to many outsiders, can appear to be the quickest fix for not being able to get … More the road to motherhood: thoughts on adoption and fertility treatment
Liam has no idea what he is holding a photo of here. And although we talk about babies from time to time, beyond that there is no point in explaining this photo to him! But those are our two frozen embryos. After several weeks of hormone injections, doctors appointments, follicle monitoring, prayers, and crossed fingers, on … More life is a game of numbers
When people find out you are trying to get pregnant, you are immediately flooded with suggestions on things you should be doing. “Did you try just having sex everyday for a month?” “Just get drunk and have sex, it worked for me!” “Did you try laying on your back with your feet up on the … More you won’t get pregnant just sitting around eating french fries
I’ve started writing this post on and off again since December but keep struggling with the right words. But because I am too cheap to see a therapist, I use writing as a way to deal with the thousands of emotions inside of me. So here we have it. In December of last year, we … More thoughts from a bitter old maid