Category: Fertility

Lemme See You Get Low

October 31st – November 7th, 2018  To the windoooow (to the window)…to the wall (to the wall)…to the progesterone in my body fall (fall)… (Google: Get Low. Lil Jon. Except for my parents, in-laws, godparents, aunts, uncles, or any of my other respected elders. Don’t Google that at all. Explicit early 2000s song lyrics. I…

Keeping Up with the Kardashians

October 29, 2018 Life is weird. And then, you end up at the same fertility clinic as the Kardashians. I’ve now been ultrasound’d in that same room on that same exam table as Khloe. Insert Scott for Kim and me for Khloe and there ya go…not that particular doctor yet, but I’ll see all three…

Procreating Peacocks

I didn’t mention this in my last post, but Dr. GG said something during my conversation with her that I didn’t really think about in the moment. She said people are often surprised at the lengths they’ll go to to have a child. Being friends with Scott for more than a decade before we started…

The E Word

September 19, 2018 We’ve all had that doctor, dentist, eye doctor, or whatever medical service you’re seeking that blows up your phone a day or two before your appointment with calls or texts to confirm your appointment. I even called to make a dentist appointment a few days ago and he didn’t have an open…

Reproductive Reaper

August 23, 2018 A knee-length, cloth hospital gown. Here I stood, staring at the Holy Grail in gynecological offices, a knee-length cloth hospital gown with little pink roses all a’bloom, just perched there on the edge of the exam table waiting for me to slip into its full-body, cozy cotton coverage after disrobing. *Cue the…

Potentially Problematic Procreation Prologue

In my early 30s, I was living in St. Pete, single, and (not) enjoying the adventures discovered through online dating. I wrote about each date and shared my ramblings with my friends to help myself cope with the overwhelming feeling that I would die alone if I had to go out with one more guy…