We Are Parachutists

A classic cliche compares undergoing fertility treatment to riding rollercoaster. I disagree, most sincerely. First, I would never willingly get on an intense rollercoaster–I’m kind of a wuss when it comes to amusement parks. Mostly, though, fertility treatment is nothing like a rollercoaster because at least the path of a rollercoaster can be anticipated and…

The Off-Site Bakery, Part Two: The Wizard of Os

I’m sorry about the gynaecological pun, but when you’ve been in more stirrups than John Wayne, you do what’s necessary get through the day. If you missed the first part of this series about my path to motherhood sans uterus, consider reading it here first. When you were a little kid, you believed something about…

The Off-Site Bakery: Part One

So, The Electrician and I are going to be parents, via gestational surrogacy. Hold on–nobody is pregnant right now. Certainly not me. I just say that we are “going to be” parents because that’s what we truly believe. We are well into the process of making our family real, so I figured it was time…