~ All’s fair in love and fertility ~ Feed a cold. Starve a polyp. ~ Enough is enough; unless you’re a Duggar ~ Bad news travels fast on TTC Chat boards ~ A sperm in time saves nine ~ There but for the grace of God, go I… and another pregnant woman with a stroller […]
Trying to Conceive Tailored Proverbs – Part 1 Read More »
I can’t lie. These last two weeks have not been what I would characterize as fabulous. They’ve been filled with feelings of failure, frustration and thanks to a bought of food poisoning, a fear of tuna fish. That’s right. Charlie the Tuna kicked my sorry digestive system on Tuesday night. Don’t let the smile fool
Every Ovary Has a Silver Lining Read More »
There are good moods and there are bad moods. Then, there’s the mood I’m in today. If there were a color coated system of my moods, it would be on flaming pissed off red right now. Everyone – you’re on high alert! Grab your duct tape and find a safe house! On Saturday morning, my
Aunt Flo Again… Naturally Read More »
Tonight is the start of Rosh Hashanah, which is the Jewish New Year. You would think this would warrant some sort of celebration in Times Square where we watch the Matzo ball drop and Jackie Mason hosts a “A Rockin’ Rosh Hashanah”. Alas, that will not be happening. I was raised Catholic so this is
Waiting for the Matzo Ball to Drop Read More »
I was lying down on my therapist’s couch doing what I often do: Staring at the blank white walls wondering what paintings I would hang up if it were my office. I don’t know why I was thinking of this as A) this is not what I go to therapy for and B) if I
You’re NOT Alone (No, Really) Read More »
Talk about a change in attitude? Yes, I still don’t understand the injustices of life (Exhibit A: The success of the reality shows, “Jersey Shore” and “Keeping Up with the Kardashians”) and yes, I’m still very hurt and bitter towards my first reproductive endocrinologist for being such a f*ck stick. However, I’ve decided to move
Forcing My Groove Back Read More »
When I was a kid, I loved Etch-A-Sketch. I loved the idea of taking a clean slate, putting whatever the hell I wanted on it (even though I could never work those effen’ knobs the way I wanted to) and then, when everything looked like a big mess, shaking it clean again. I think it’s
The Etch A Sketch Conception Read More »
Today is Cycle Day #1. I’m feeling like Aunt Flo is a stalker I can’t shake. Can you actually file a restraining order against your period? I’ve been thinking lately about how I was when we first started to try to get pregnant. I was thinner, enthusiastic and diligent about everything I put in my
The Cycle of No Expectations Read More »
When I started blogging about my fertility (or lack their of) issues in March 2010, I had no idea where it would take me, who I would meet and what it would eventually mean to me. Yes, blogging gives me an outlet and keeps me sane (mostly) but it’s also introduced me to so many
An Ode to My Fertility Challenged Blogging Friends & Readers Read More »
I have a personal motto: Until I’m able to make fun of it, I can’t talk about it. This is something I’ve learned about myself over the years. The trouble is that lately, I’m having a difficult time thinking of jokes about my quest to get knocked up. It’s like my funny bone is broken.
My Fractured Funny Bone Read More »