After being diagnosed with unexplained infertility this past year, I surrendered myself to my higher power. I realized I didn’t have it all under control. I needed a little help.
The Wannabe Mom: Seen and Heard
Yes, infertility is a disease, and you can’t treat it with a day relaxing at the spa.
The Wannabe Mom: Mother Of A Wait
Mother’s Day is Sunday, and I’m still not a mother.
The Wannabe Mom: The Anonymity Of It All
I’m not ready to put a name and a face on this story yet. But I do exist, an I’m pretty easy to spot.
The Wannabe Mom: We Are Margaritas
I’ve stopped counting days and taking my temperature every morning. I’m protesting online message boards and reading any book about fertility. I’m trying to have sex with my husband whenever the urge strikes, and not just because it’s “Cycle Day 10, 12, 13, 14 and 16.”