Month: July 2015

Soaking In The Moments…Even The Tough Ones

It’s a well-known fact that parenting is hard. The day your baby is born, your life is suddenly run by a tiny dictator (or dictators, if you have multiples), who only knows how to convey their wishes through grunts, groans, and screams. My son, K, is currently at a tough age to parent. He’s fairly […]

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Making Peace With Pregnancy

“It will be different when it’s your baby,” my therapist said. I had been talking to her about my fear of pregnant bellies and how much grief even the mere the sight of one would trigger in me. Eleven and a half years earlier I sat in front of a cold, blunt doctor who told […]

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Blood

Vial after vial of blood drawn for testing. The blood that sent me to the emergency room to find out the pregnancy wasn’t viable. Blood draw after blood draw until the ectopic pregnancy was “resolved.” The monthly disappointment of seeing blood yet again. Another trip to the ER to learn that this time the blood […]

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I’d Like You to Know…

This is a piece written for us by a member of the infertility, loss, and adoption community on Twitter. I am infertile. I have secondary infertility, which means I cannot have another child. We’ve been trying for 4 years for a second child and only ‘managed’ 3 miscarriages. Early ones. My body rejected the 3 […]

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As Long As They Are Okay

I secretly delighted in being labeled “high risk”—at first. High risk meant closer monitoring and more ultrasound scans—more chances to see how my twin girls were doing. When life seems so tenuous on this journey—reassurance is both welcomed and feared. I thought of it as “Schroedinger’s babies”—they were both doing fine AND in some sort of danger […]

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Next Time

“You should really have another one, a girl next time, he’s so pretty” I smiled as I heard these words slip from my mother’s mouth as she rocked my son. He was only 2 months old. Still wrinkly and soft with that newborn smell and here we were, talking about next time. Next time, it’s […]

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Beast and Burden

Does red hair run in your family? It’s a question I’m asked every time I venture outside with my daughter. The bold side of me longs to snark back, Well, red hair is a recessive gene, so it would have to, wouldn’t it? Most people, it would seem, don’t understand what a recessive gene is. […]

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