*Trigger Warning: this post contains a photo of the Bean Sprout. Proceed with that awareness* Lovelies, The 30th of March marked one year to the day that we did the embryo transfer for our first IVF cycle. That was, fortunately,
One Year Ago…

*Trigger Warning: this post contains a photo of the Bean Sprout. Proceed with that awareness* Lovelies, The 30th of March marked one year to the day that we did the embryo transfer for our first IVF cycle. That was, fortunately,
Lovelies, Jesus fucking Christ (is that appropriate on Easter Monday? …Sure), last Thursday’s post set off a Twitter shit-storm that I truly did not see coming. So, let’s address the issues with the last piece head on and explain why
Hey Lovelies, Some of you probably remember when I fell pregnant that I was adamant I would never NOT feel infertile. That I would always staunchly identify with my diagnosis. That the pain would never go away. That my struggle
Hey there Lovelies, How about a lighter micro today? LOL I was looking back over all the last ones and DAMN, heavy and crappy. I mean, I want to make sure that I tell the real story about how hard
Hey there, Lovelies, it’s FAQ time! You’ve been knocking boots for a while now and you keep expecting to fall pregnant but no such luck. Sure, you may have been bumping uglies as prolifically as a couple from www.watchmygirlfriend.xxx, but