When Talking to us Infertiles

I know, “infertiles” isn’t a sensitive term. You’re right and you can definitely NOT refer to me as such. But I can use the term on myself. Now that we have that out of the way…. I’ve never been pregnant. The lines on the stick have...

None of This is Tidy

Whether the misguiding was the fault of the people we trusted to lead us, or our own for not digging and researching and reading and asking, it doesn’t matter. None of this is tidy. 11 years ago, when we decided to start our family through adoption, we knew...

My Wednesday Night Sandy Lagoon

I was laying in a white lounge chair at the end of a row of 5 pregnant women.  The woman next to me was a sweet sweet friend from church, her head cocked toward mine in anticipation.  The others were strangers to me. There was powdery, white sand under the edge of our...

The Margins of Infertility

  It was a Tuesday I think.  I was in the shower and Tim was getting ready to bike the 13 miles to his office.  The kids were sleeping, the dog was sprawled on our white linen bedspread, staring at us longingly.  My always analyzing and deep feeling heart had...