Hey Lovelies, It has finally happened. Being a nanny has paid off. Thank God, too, because that was years and years of baby training and I’d like to be able to cite it as helpful to the rest of my
Micro Post: Postponing
Hey Lovelies, So as we near when we’d originally planned to do our FET I need to own up. We are postponing it. Life is tricky business, guys, it’s so hard being able to know when the right time for
Squawk Box: Memoirs Of An Infertile Doctor
Hey Lovelies, Welcome to your May Squawk Box! While I am always amazed that people pull together when I run out of these stories to share I would super love to not get to that point. I have 2 more
Micro Post: How Do You Know?
Lovelies, So, we are getting ever closer to the time we think we will do the FET and I find that because I am infertile and have all this damn time to think about these things I start to overthink
Thank You Infertility
Lovelies, So, I was shopping at Walmart the other day when I came upon this mother with her 3 kids. Due to the racial disparity, I could tell that at least one was adopted. AND YOU GUYS, THEY WERE SO
Micro Post: My Anchor
Lovelies, This one goes out to my husband. My main man for the last 12 years. It has been a crazy road but I couldn’t have gotten here without his support and love. He steadies me when I am losing
CIAW: Out In The Open
Lovelies, Infertility is what is known as an “invisible disease”. Invisible in that it does not announce itself loudly to a room when I enter. If my head is bald- you assume cancer. If I’m in a wheelchair- you assume
Micro Post: CIAW
Hey Lovelies, It has appeared again, Canadian Infertility Awareness Week (CIAW) is upon us! When all of us in the Great White North pause in our busy schedules to think about the 1 in 6 Canadians who are affected by
None Of Your Business
Hey Lovelies, Fuck. Rant coming. I had an instance the other day when I was out to eat with my family and we got to talking about babies. My cousin and I had our firsts on the same day, it
Micro Post: Not A Drop To Drink
Lovelies, “Water, water everywhere, and oh the boards did shrink. Water, water everywhere, and not a drop to drink” …It’s a line from The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, a poem by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. We read it in school