Category Archives: Parenting

I don’t feel like a mother. I certainly don’t feel like what society “expects” mothers to be. I definitely don’t feel like my mother. I can’t hardly even believe this is real. Part of it, I’m sure, is just because I had completely given up on my chances of getting pregnant by the time I […]

Today I made an appointment with my regular obstetrician for an ultrasound. The midwife didn’t do these, and I wanted “fetal pictures” of the baby for each trimester. The doctor treated it as a regular first prenatal visit, complete with Pap smear, cultures, and blood and urine tests. So it took a little while to […]

Anybody who has talked to me in the past knows how much I’ve wanted a home birth. Now that I was pregnant, there didn’t seem to be anything to stop me, so we made our first visit to the midwife we picked out. She’s a wonderful lady, and she really helped to put some of […]

Women who have my condition, polycystic ovarian syndrome, often do not produce enough progesterone to sustain a pregnancy once it is established. After all, the problem was a lack of hormones in the first place. So I went in to the doctor’s office to let the vampires suck out some blood for testing. They ran […]

By the next weekend, we had finally reached a two-week mark, so that afternoon I went ahead and took another home pregnancy test, expecting nothing. Several cycles before, I had gotten my hopes up over similar symptoms, only to have it be nothing. So when I went back three minutes later and saw that little […]

All this week, my breasts have been extremely sore, as bad as they were the first month I was on the Clomid. Also, they seem to have suddenly swelled another couple of cup sizes. This, along with my sudden distaste for alcohol, gets me to wondering, so even though it hasn’t been two weeks yet, […]

Tonight we went out to a nightclub. I didn’t want anything to drink. I’m not an alcoholic or anything, but since I rarely drink at home, I hardly ever pass up the opportunity elsewhere, whenever we go out. But that night the very thought of alcohol made me slightly ill, and I stuck to soda. […]