7, 8, 5

Each moment I sit down to write about infertility, my mind tells me to pause. Pause and keep things private. If you place too much hope in the process, it will hurt even more when things don’t work out. I push myself through these thoughts, put the words down, and just sit with the anxious… Continue reading 7, 8, 5

Things I didn’t know as a kid, but found out as an adult:

Cheese is not my friend. Some people can’t change. My third-grade essay on wanting to be a clown when I grew up was on target. Saying that you will never do something is usually a guarantee that “never” will turn into “someday.” Examples: “I will never get married.” “I will never move south of PA.”… Continue reading Things I didn’t know as a kid, but found out as an adult:

You Have a Beautiful Uterus

We thought we were ready. Ready to start a family, ready to tackle any obstacle that shoved itself on our path. We had no idea, four years ago, that our experience would be much different than we imagined. We knew that getting pregnant might take some time, since we were both in our mid-thirties, but… Continue reading You Have a Beautiful Uterus