For a long time I toyed with the idea of writing a letter to family and friends explaining why I avoid baby showers and other heavily child-laden activities. My letter never got off the ground and then I stumbled on Angela’s An Open Apology to My Friends with Babies and I cheated. In other words, I pasted…
adoption
Running on empty
I’ve finally caught up with myself enough to write a post. The lead-up to Christmas was incredibly hectic at work, only to then drive 400 miles to visit my sister and the rest of my family. Along some wonderful gifts and memorable moments, I also got a cold and a stomach bug for Christmas, so…
Childless by Exhaustion
As I mentioned in an earlier post, so many people upon hearing about our infertility, suggest adoption (like we hadn’t thought of it ourselves?). Alas, they mean well (I think), but do they realize that adoption is a monumental undertaking all of its own? Granted, adopting a child in need of a home is a…
No Baby On Board
We wanted to be able to produce our own children to love. We wanted to create something so special from our relationship–a precious gift who reflected bits and pieces of my family and his, but was their own little someone. We did the usual round of fertility treatments and even pulled out the big guns…