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The Hardest Part

It was a typical end of the week afternoon in my backyard when I realized what I dislike most about being a mom. My single best friend had stopped by for a visit. She was attempting to entertain my kids while I grilled dinner, me cursing myself for not bringing home a Costco rotisserie chicken…

Book Review: Tegan Wren’s Inconceivable!

Somehow, in the magical way that Twitter is supposed to work, when it’s not cluttered with ads and plugs and bots, I met author Tegan Wren. She and I connected, as sisters in fiction, motherhood, and endometriosis. Having┬ájust completed her first book Inconceivable! which debuts in November, I was lucky enough to receive an advanced…

Coincidence or ?

I had my D&C Friday and I am so glad that my Beverly Hills fertility clinic was able to fit me in, rather than having to go to the new, closer doctor I found with his old ultrasound equipment. He wanted me to be awake for the procedure, but would drug me with Demerol. Um,…

Sadness & a teeny weeny tiny bit of hope

Today I am 7 weeks 2 days pregnant, but according to my ultrasound the little critter is measuring a week behind, 6 weeks 1 day. The heartbeat, it’s there, but slow. Slower than they’d like. I’m waiting for blood results which should tell us more, while trying to stop crying. I’m amazed at how many…