Navigating infertility, pregnancy loss and sanity. In June, I turned 36. A friend wished me birthday greetings and expressed that she hoped it was a happy one. And you know what? It was. For the first time in years, I enjoyed my birthday again. But more than that, it made me reflect a bit on my life.

Old dog, meet new trick. Miscarriage is not for wimps. I thought that I was a wimp, but then I taught four 75-minute classes yesterday, came home, cooked dinner, played with Dot, and only cried for about 5 minutes in the bathroom. This morning, I led a work meeting and cancelled my ultrasound appointment. Pregnant, but only sort of. My inner bitch is a She-Hulk.

Once a wife, twice a mom, always an infertile. Obviously this was a failed cycle. For like the 100th time. She gave me a prescription fo.

Embracing Mommyhood to the fullest after far too much loss. I sit here and type this as my little baby boy lies down next to me and coos. It seems right to end it here.

Life with PCOS and a now new family! You look tired. What? July 13, 2017. First, at the gas station, I always go to this gas station, it is right by my house and it is full service.

Ranting, raving, burning bridges and moving forward. So yeah, I changed my mind. It really has meant a lot. Cerclage was placed 2 weeks ago, at which point I began bed rest. I gave out the address.

Through miscarriage and infertility and miracles our family is complete. now to give back through embryo donation. Sunday, December 6, 2015. Well it has clearly been too long since I wrote on this blog. The twins are almost 2 and a half. The are talking like crazy and throwing tantrums and just being twin toddlers. Because of that, we have moved on to looking for a couple to adopt our remaining six embryos. So for now this blog will turn into that journey. Monday, August 12, 2013.