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…
IT Happened Again!
The first time IT happened I chalked it up as an unfortunate anomaly. IT happened at work, and involved a man who knows me really well, but who I do not turn to for any real emotional support (we don’t have that kind of relationship). But, this time was different. I was with a group…
Dragging Anchor
I have been stricken with a cold as of late. My major preoccupation is sleep, sleep and more sleep. I tend to get very down on myself when I am not Productive, so depression then just adds to the misery. In addition, my job requires me to be able to think clearly, which is a…
Warning Regarding “The Language of Flowers”
I am taking Mali’s lead in warning the community about the movie The Debt, and feel duty bound to warn others about a potential minefield in the book entitled The Language of Flowers, by Vanessa Diffenbaugh that I recommended in my last post, Still Stuck on the Thanksgiving Theme. Although, The Language of Flowers is a…
Still Stuck on the Thanksgiving Theme…
As I sit and sip my Earl Grey tea, I feel compelled to write about some of the other wonderful aspects of my current life for which I am grateful (in addition to the world of CNBC blogging, of course). So in no particular order here I go… I am grateful for: Smart Wool socks. …
Thanksgiving, One Day Late
Yesterday was Thanksgiving here in the States. My honey-brined turkey, cranberry apple relish, garlic red-skinned mashed potatoes, creamy giblet gravy and Italian sausage with sourdough bread stuffing were well worth all the work I did preparing them. As fun as all that was, I am a firm believer that any day can be Thanksgiving, and…
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…
The Power of Change
My parents may have had lots of faults (who doesn’t?), but they succeeded as parents in several respects; one of the most important being that they were able to change. They changed more than once. And they keep changing. And with change I believe comes Hope. (Geez, with all the “hope” and “change,” it sounds…
Highlight of a do-over week
As I wearily reflect on the workweek in the laboratory, I am bemoaning that most of what I did was to repeat experiments in order to fix mistakes I made earlier. But there was one sulk-dispelling bright note…During a moment of mutual multi-tasking, one of my colleagues declared that she liked spending time with me…
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…