Caution: Not Child Resistant (Poem)

It occurs to me,as I shovetwo blueestrogen pillsin my vagina, a blank stare from the cat  into the bathroom because this happens oftenthat this is fertility for us. This is baby making. This science of hot flashes,emotions propped up by hormones,heart palpitations,anger,mood swings,depression,swollen ankles,dietary restrictions,financial obligation in the tensof thousands, thisis our version of familyplanning.… Continue reading Caution: Not Child Resistant (Poem)

Signs You’re Going Through IVF (Updated)

Your bookshelf that once held poetry anthologies, novels, and non-fiction essays, are now consumed by books about fertility diets, infertility memoirs, and how to navigate IVF while staying somewhat sane. Music. You are an emotional mess some days, so you avoid any song by J.S. Ondara, Bob Seger, Brandi Carlile, Lord Huron, The Commonheart, First… Continue reading Signs You’re Going Through IVF (Updated)

Actually, Robert Frost, I Prefer the Well Traveled Road

The nurse called Sunday afternoon to give us results from the tests earlier in the morning. “Unfortunately, your uterine lining is still too thin, and the doctor would like to cancel the cycle for this month. I’m so, so sorry.” January 19. The date we were supposed to transfer our embryo, would now be just… Continue reading Actually, Robert Frost, I Prefer the Well Traveled Road

January 19, 2022

I write every appointment, injection, test, and procedure on my calendar, without a second thought. Today, after over a month of knowing the date of our embryo transfer, I still can’t seem to write the words down. Instead, the date swirls in my thoughts, almost like a far off finale. Something in the near future.… Continue reading January 19, 2022

One Egg, One Basket

I was in line to get a smoothie when my phone rang. This is how every scene begins, right? Disheveled woman with messy hair, waiting in line for her green smoothie, in the midst of Midwestern suburbia, about to find out the status of two embryos. My partner and I were apart from each other… Continue reading One Egg, One Basket