Well, I was infertile. Good and infertile. I have PCOS, and it took me a year to get pregnant, back in 2002, and that first one was an ectopic, and the second was a miscarriage. After that it was three years of unprotected sex, including several turns at injectible meds with IUI. And...nothing.
We stopped after that. We wanted to adopt, and we got started in the process. Right before we were supposed to begin our homestudy, I got pregnant, just like every stupid stereotype people spout when they hear you're adopting.
What happened next? Well, I had a baby, in a fittingly unexpected way (check out the link in the left sidebar if you want the story), and now I am finally, joyfully, and still a little stunned-ly living the mama life, Sophia at my side. In what remains of my free time, I obsess about endocrine disruptors in plastic, various mothering issues, and living simply and deliberately whilst sticking it to the man.
Oh, and I'm pregnant again. Heh.
A note on archives: If you click on the word "Archives" itself, you'll get the month-by-month listing, all the way back to the beginning in January 2004.
