The world is a fucking weird place that is confusing, frustrating, beautiful, filled with irony, and sometimes rewarding. This is the end of our infertility story. *** February 21 – I had a shit day. After traveling on my holiday off on Monday, I spent three days in one of our field offices conducting a…
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This was the original post I wrote, but never finished after our final failed IUI. I wasn’t going to post it, but after re-reading it and writing my real infertility wrap-up, I decided it might have value. I hope you enjoy it. It was Italy. We had a ton of sex. Why wouldn’t we? This…
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Here it is: Our last IUI attempt didn’t work. We are done actively trying to have kids for now. We cannot put ourselves through any more heartache, so we’re declaring a six month moratorium on any and all family planning discussions and decisions. I wrote a whole thing about this (that I just re-read) and…
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There’s nothing quite like Halloween to bum you out about infertility. I used to love Halloween. I loved everything about it – the candy, the dressing up in weird costumes, the merriment, the freedom from obligation of gift giving – just fucking everything. Halloween was the greatest. Yet the last two Halloweens I haven’t done…
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When you undergo fertility treatments (mine was by far the most fun and didn’t involve anyone sticking anything inside me, which was not the case for my wife), the doctor then compiles the results of all those tests, reviews them with you, and provides you several options for next steps. One of those options is…
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“Welp, I’m heading in here to masturbate,” said no one, ever. Yet, you might as well declare that when you get your sperm tested. It’s a wholly unique exercise that I’m happy to demystify for you since the majority of what I read online wasn’t helpful in the least. So, if you ever have to…
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Pop quiz: What is the item you can seek to purchase at an adult novelty (read: sex toy) store and feel the least amount of shame about? Answer: Fertility friendly personal lubricant. Nothing else even comes close. The lingerie is incredibly trashy, the bachelor/bachelorette party supplies are all patently ridiculous (for those of you resisting…
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