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Therapy

Therapy

One could say “it’s complicated” when referring to my relationship with therapy. When I was maybe 12 and my parents got divorced I started hiding in my mom’s closet and telling her I wanted to die. I was a kid, my world was ripped apart and the “fun parent” (dad)...
The Loss

The Loss

I’ve been thinking about what angle I wanted to take in writing about our first attempt at pregnancy. It’s been well over a month and I still don’t have a creative angle so I’ll just tell you what happened. We’re not pregnant. Truly that’s it. Our surrogate Mandy did...
Embryos en route?

Embryos en route?

This morning I spent some time on the phone with ReproTech LTD, the company that is going to move our embryos from Utah to Illinois. After finally sorting out the paperwork between the Utah clinic, the Illinois clinic and ReproTech I happily paid them $1230 for the...
Life Is Suffering

Life Is Suffering

When I was in High School for some reason I qualified for a “gifted and talented” class, although at the time I felt most unremarkable. This class changed my life as our instructor worked hard to find out our interests and allowed us to delve as deep as we wanted to....