In/Fertility « Other Such

What Multiple Losses Do

February 19th, 2013%

Nineteen weeks.

Specifically, as of today: 19w3d.

This is the farthest we’ve made it in a pregnancy since The Four-Why-Oh was gestatin’.

Which should bring me a lot of comfort. Excitement even.

And in some ways, it does.

But for the most part, . . . → Read More: What Multiple Losses Do

Considering It: Between the Wilderness and a Promise

January 8th, 2013%

This is a hard post to write. Maybe the hardest I’ve ever attempted. Which, considering the not-easy topics I’ve written about before–blighted ovum, infertility, cancer, miscarriages, death of a parent–that this post would feel the hardest bears a touch of irony, I guess.

And I’ve attempted to write it no less . . . → Read More: Considering It: Between the Wilderness and a Promise

Considering It: My Heart Will Choose to Say

January 2nd, 2013%

Shaaaaaeeeeeeeeeesh, October. She’s always a doozy around here.

October 2012 was no exception.

Mostly because, very unexpectedly, this:

(***WAIT. STOP RIGHT THERE. Before you get all woooo-hooooey, let me just caution you that this isn’t a post about a pregnancy, but a post (oh, sweet Heaven, yes another one) about a miscarriage. Okay, if . . . → Read More: Considering It: My Heart Will Choose to Say

QUICK! Sixteen Really Important Things from 2012 That I Forgot to Share

December 31st, 2012%

“QUICK!” Ha! Who’m I kidding?

And “really important”—wooooooo, that’s a chuckler, too.

I’m supposed to be working on year-end bookkeeping and reports and tallying and blah-blah-blah. But it’s been so long since you and I had a chat. And if I get the bookkeeping and reporting and tallying done . . . → Read More: QUICK! Sixteen Really Important Things from 2012 That I Forgot to Share

Unpausing

August 13th, 2012%

Either it’s been slowing settling in for me or I’ve just become increasingly ready to admit it:

In an variety of ways, I’ve been on pause since about December 4, 2009.

That day, December 4, 2009, was the day on which the forward progression of my idea of our . . . → Read More: Unpausing

We, Appropriately Inappropriate (Alligator)

May 18th, 2012%

After posting this morning, I realized that I’ve neglected to tell you the joke about the girl who lost her father while she’s in the middle of an estrogen-pill-popping protocol as part of readying herself for another embryo transfer. Which is just as well on account of: no punchline. On account of: . . . → Read More: We, Appropriately Inappropriate (Alligator)

This She, That She, We

March 6th, 2012%

Just over a month has passed since . . . well, since.

We’ve handled it well, I think.

I’ve handled it well, I think.

There was some tearfulness earlier on, around the post-pregnancy hormone-dump mark.

There always is.

We’d never told our Sophie . . . → Read More: This She, That She, We

Considering It: The Togetherness In Which We Are Held

February 1st, 2012%

Saturday night we met up with a large group of friends for a food and game night. During one round of “The Newlywed Game” the following question was asked of the husbands: “What does your wife have too many of?”

Most of the husbands answered ‘shoes’ or ‘clothes’ but one gave . . . → Read More: Considering It: The Togetherness In Which We Are Held

Considering It: The Part Where We Begin Walking

January 19th, 2012%

Sometimes I feel like I owe you a couple days of processing before I resume telling a story. So that I tell it in the right way, whatever way that is.

Sometimes I feel like I owe me a couple days of processing before I resume telling a story. For the . . . → Read More: Considering It: The Part Where We Begin Walking

Considering It: Sing About the Wheels

January 13th, 2012%

A few nights ago, The Child and I loaded into our car to head home from church. Before pulling away from the curb, I scrolled through the missed messages and emails that had accumulated on my phone while it had been silenced. Growing impatient and bored with my reading (and being anxious to . . . → Read More: Considering It: Sing About the Wheels

Considering It:

Non-Sequiturish, Google-Style